FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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13As I set up ant traps around the kitchen, Bob Dylan's "Blowin' in the Wind" was playing on the radio. It was then that I misheard the lyrics as "the ants are my friends..."
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11, which seemed sexier than it really was. She was all talk, and kept jabbering even as they were swept into the hallway by the exploding waterbed. That was the nail in the coffin.
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13But Bob was telling me that ants WERE my friends. I kicked away the traps and lay down. The ants swarmed over me and lifted me up. They were taking me to their bloated queen
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10t and it seemed like a constructive enterprise to wander, off-their-heads, along the coastline laughing and making marks and lines on what they would later call a map. "Not worth f
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13His life was a simmering stew of chainsaws, beef jerky and wrong answers. That's why he was so happy when