FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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12Was attended by Tom and his family. They roasted Mrs. Butterworth, dressed her in organic stuffing and homemade gravy. The feast was on February 19th. Everyone was invited.
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11Puzzled, I scratched my groin in dismay. This discrepancy I discovered in the Mayan calendar meant that my calculations for the apocalypse were way off. "Holy Schnikes!" I thought.
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10Bozo smashed the windshield with his clown shoe and floored it.The other clowns in the jalopy started screaming as their wigs flew out the windows.If he was gonna get his mojo back
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10My husband caught me out from under the bed once ,almost five years ago, ergo my four year old son. I can't let that happen again
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12"It matters not," muttered Dr. Kinsey. "Regardless of their orientation, bananas remain nature's ultimate phallic symbol, violating all of its eaters and