FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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12"Was it a mecca-dauber or a betting pencil?" The chorus sang back in response.
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10ing cheese web they used instead of stretchers thanks to budget cuts. Drowning in dairy, I grasped air feebly with my hands. "My fold," I croaked as they rushed me to the hospital
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11seductively licked the honey off of his Paw. "Oh bother, Christopher Robin.. Are you sure that you can't stay? I am sure that Piglet will be here any moment" he moaned
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13But 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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13Mrs. Butterworth was displayed in a casket on a pedestal behind velvet rope. As people filed past they received a blast of compressed air aimed at their crotch, making them shriek.