FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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Potato. Heaps and heaps of potato in its many varieties. Pulverized! Fricassee! Fried! Smashed! Sliced. Potato. She set to work, and her guests barely noticed the chicken flavor. -
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in the university's rare books room. I donned the bifocals,gray wig,beard & moth-eaten cardigan before entering. Librarians never suspected my disguise. Franklin's laboratory notes -
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But a moment later, I knew there was a chance. In three weeks I could regrow my luxurious armpit hair, braid it and bead it, and she could never top that. Hah! -
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was postponed due to rain predicted that Saturday. Godzilla and Lobsterman caught up on sleep while they revamped their invasion attempts. -
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One night, my dad found a large nest of moths. Instead of using the vacuum cleaner, he got out a blow torch. "You moths like light?" he said. "You'll get some."