FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11to my existential crisis. I peered into his beady eyes and saw the void staring back. Oh, cruel squirrel, harbinger of death tell me no more! He held the acorn in a miser's grip.
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12The discipline of the high has always escaped me. How can one truly enjoy working while blasted out of his mind, or truly enjoy his high while numbing his mind with work? Luckily
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10My husband caught me out from under the bed once ,almost five years ago, ergo my four year old son. I can't let that happen again
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10His squamous skin was due to inbreeding. He'd point at me yelling "qu'est que c'est que ça?" He shot himself when figuratively became an accepted meaning of literally. But Grandpa
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10my lost diamond encrusted toilet plunger. I had the Manatee P.I. searching the entire Bay of Biscay for it after it got sucked through my toilet after I laid an especially large