FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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But Bob was telling me that ants WERE my friends. I kicked away the traps and lay down. The ants swarmed over me and lifted me up. They were taking me to their bloated queen -
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The auctioneer attempted to look shocked, but the fate of the golden turds were written across his face. Literally. -
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we can get to the church on time. That's right. It was Sunday--fried egg day and dress up day all rolled into one. The mess would have to -
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Bearnard closed his eyes in the face of the wind. The sound of water crashing around the ferry could not disturb his dream. He saw a sky, bruised with bold clouds, threatening to
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d and unsurprisingly discovered a complicated net of unscrupulous business transactions between Pink Floyd and apparent ringleader Bob Weir. Hemp Panties were just the tip of the