FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11A 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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10as 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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12It is Mrs. Peabury, an octogenarian savant who lives in the basement of the Jeopardy studio. All night long she writes the problems for the show. No-one realized that she was mad.
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13"Well, you said you had one potato, I have eight." She pulls up all eight of her hands revealing 6 more from under her clothes. "Well, this is awkward..." he murmered.
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10E.g.: "Ladies & gentlemen, your captain here." <yawn> "To your right you can just make out the Sierras." <huge yawn> "We'll be arriving in L.A. at ZZzzzz.." I've also dozed off dur