FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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12we can get to the church on time. That's right. It was Sunday--fried egg day and dress up day all rolled into one. The mess would have to
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10"What the hell is wrong with you?" She asked before lighting a cigar and taking a long puff. I began to stutter. Words dribbling out of my mouth like I was a deep sea clown fish.
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10and by chance slammed my chin down until it lodged at the base of the chilly, foul-smelling porcelain urinal. I lost the Platinum Paperclip of Good Fortune, and my boss had to pee.
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11I had 8 nipples. This apparently satisfied the Minister of Mammography, who checked me off of his list & hurried off. Now, what to do with all these mewling mammelings... I stuffed
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10to gently fondle her pair of expensive loafers right in front of her. It was more than the poor waif would handle and after two hours of nonstop shoe fondling, her heart gave out.