FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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onto an albino midget. He was mad; the ensuing round-house kicked to my jejunum made me vomit. My vomit landed on -
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fallacy pyramid. The fallacious base was bulging with the notion that hemp apparel was IN, despite what GQ insisted. The pyramid came crashing down like The Wall when D'Brickashaw -
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day dreamed about leaving this thankess position and soaring over the mountain. He imagined saying goodbye to the door so long to the coat rack. He woke to the sound of the bell. -
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I ran up and down the middle of the street, throwing high passes to myself, sometimes catching them, silently chanting "My marriage is not on the rocks." I didn't see the BMW until -
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"Wax your chest, get a tan and wear black Speedos," his uncle advised, as he floated by on his inflatable duck. This, my friends, is the true unauthorized story of Julio Iglesias.