FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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A Poem About My Mother - Humble,sweet,but often dreary/My mother is a soulless fairy/Beneath her lips,color of cherry/Three blackened teeth,a tongue so hairy/ -
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been flown by a paper Howard Hughes who had a paper phobia of paper mache germs so he became a recluse in his paper house which made by a Japanese Origami champion who -
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As Edison turned around, his eyes met Tesla's, and a tense moment of silence followed. Edison made his move first, making a beeline straight for his centre mass. -
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time went all slow-mo and Dame May Whitty caught me as I fell. "Never mind about shaken or stirred, dear," she advised before humming a tune into my ear. She vanished as I re -
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I do not like them, Herman Cain." "Would you like them freshly slain, shedded bare, or with chow mein?" "I would not like snakes in a train. I would not like them freshly slain,