FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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But it was too late, whilst I was telling the nurse of this news Teddy had made a run for the main road and...well...stuffing was strewn across the street. If only I'd known sooner -
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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 -
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like a red hot tamali. I remove the champagne bottles from the top of a pail & sit down. Ahhh! Dr. Derriere looks alarmed. Too late, I find they kept live lobsters in the ice, too. -
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To Rambo's discomfort, Richard Simmons just wanted to whip his ass no matter what shape it was in. Furthermore, televised exercise was selling out. Rambo moaned in fat despair. -
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started moving like a biological radar. Like she was scanning me. Then, the Ant Queen started to speak. "Human, do you come here in peace?" Or - like your ancestors did many years