FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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first base. girls + more booze + movie - halitosis = second base. girls + keys to dad's convertible + dental dam = third base and my equation for home base was girls + -
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"This is the second-worst day of my life," I moaned, my voice echoing slightly against the cold, tile walls as above me, my boss relieved himself into the urinal. Just then, I saw -
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At least I brought my dolly llama. He was always so calm. I held him, standing in my frog costume, waiting for Betty. "Cheese's crust!" I exclaimed, seeing Betty push a large wheel -
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I had barely survived a Toxoplasma Gonzii infection, only to have bookworms infect my brain. I danced recklessly over cars during rush hour, lured by paper dust and deckled edges, -
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time trying to polish out the boulder damage, which also smoothed over the nice scourge-n-gravel antiquing he and Hercules had applied. Atlas's bedside table would just have to