FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10odles, and no fries. Dad yelled out, "Jen, get back in here!" He'd assumed my sis had made the swap while he ogled his big juicy burger, but I had very nimble fingers and
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10picked a gigantic boogie out of his nose & wiped it on LucieLucie's designer jeans, ignoring the Purple Prof completely. "LL, what is a Cleveland steamer?" LL poked Jimbeau in the
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15Madam Wong was a short, stout woman with a dusky complexion, a long face, and bushy eyebrows. Her glasses were always drooping off her nose as she bent over to pick up the menus at
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10eluded her. She just didn't have an ear for rhyming words. Whaaat?! You say poetry doesn't have to rhyme? Yeah, well tell that to Dr. Suess, the greatest poet that ever lived.
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11ketchup with our friend, Bob Evans, who (contrary to popular belief) did not live down on the farm. He lived with us in our Weinermobile. So Frank, Bob, & I drove off together,