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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as she careened wildly through the Mall of America, spray-painting designated not-to-exceed lines on benches and placing bench hogs under citizen's arrest. When she tried to detain -
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showerknife!" [Gasps] "Guaranteed to kill mom dead or your money back!" [Thunderous applause] [Telephone dialing] "Hi, I'd like to order a showerknife." [Pause] "Norm Bates. 5239 P
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Anyway I thought I'd take my chances and offered her my fishing pole. Never mind if there was no river in sight. She looked at me and said, 'Well what do you know about fishing? -
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. It just so happened that we were eating pudding right then and there. And my slice wobbled, just like Uncle Hugo's belly. Uncle Hugo was in my pudding! I had to get him out!