FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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alike suffered in the war that ensued. It was bean against bean. Legless legumes were showing up at the hospitals in droves and were fitted with tiny wheelchairs. Widow beans wept -
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caramel. So I scrapped that idea or rather, ate the flan. Then I tried to teleport a flan to India. Only so many hungry mouths were there that the particles were eaten before it re -
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the Zorgian flesh offering, but pinky puree was too tempting. I slurped it gone and apologized to my clone. It (I?) then gnawed my lip, thus beginning a race to consume the other. -
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It got more than a little weird when Jerry Seinfeld showed up for the bar and started flirting with Diane and then Sam punched him. By the time I was down to one donut, -
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ography, who declared, "With all those mewling mammelings, by government order I must monitor your mammaries." I lifed my shirt as the Minister of Mammography counted my nipples.