FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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Just a few gulps of pink paint, and an hour or so with the belt sander took care of those little details. Frankie assessed himself in the mirror. Not bad for a monster! The reunion -
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Then the head bit my finger. I recoiled in horror. The head's eyes looked into mind. It cackled. "Thought I was dead Jacky-boy?" Then his eyes started swirling in the sockets -
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but I'll keep trying different flavors of seduction until her resolve melts in my mouth. I've already banged all the pots & pans so it's time to settle down with Casoletta to make
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an added bonus in this bumper car ride of chance encounters we call life. Take the author who started this story, 49Faithful. Suppose when he was 9 yrs old, his father took him to -
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Farmer Jones gave me a look. "We take great pride in our chickens and that they are all breast and no wings. If you don't like chicken milk then you are at the wrong farm."