FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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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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paradise. But first, they'd have to get used to the giant carnivorous ferns. The only way to tell a carnivorous fern from one that wasn't was to -
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, being figments of my overwrought imagination, never irritate me because I can always switch them off. My FS imaginary friends all live in a big house, saying witty & erudite -
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right, or am I right? Or am I wrong? Or am I left? Ha! Whew, I kill me. It was her impulse purchasing that did us in. I mean, she bought this knife set that cost me and arm & a leg -
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heavy with feeling. "Ummm... I walked here tbh," I replied. So we set off together to my remote cabin, a 7 mile hike over rough ground. He started wheezing as my grocery cart skitt