FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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I didn't enjoy sharing my bunk with you last night. Being my cell mate doesn't automatically entitle you to a foot massage, you're going to have to work for that privilege. xoxo. -
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Yeah, sure, whatever. Squawkers the parakeet came home with us & all was fine. Then we started hearing him in the next room singing...was that...no, it couldn't be...Beatles songs? -
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meant a rubber room with a strait jacket. I found speed dating a bit puzzling. It took me a while to discover they were more than one woman. This would explain why -
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and told him to leave because he was upsetting the nuns across the street, he covered his nudeness with his bowl and ran down the street. A nun followed him with her cell phone, -
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"You're wrong," said Eeyore gloomily. "We can't all & some of us don't. That's all there is to it. I don't do mellow." He then wandered to his thistle patch to stand in the rain.