FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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12asked me if he could help me to my car with my groceries. "No tips allowed," he winked sexily & wheeled my cart outside as I followed. "Which way to your car?" he asked, his voice
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11George found a stocking full of glue and chunks of horse meat. He smiled ad raised his arms skyward "Bless you, Christmas Horse!"
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10He grabbed me by the throat, slamming my head into the brick wall. "Never," he yelled, "underestimate the influence the collapse of the Ottoman Empire had on the origins of WW1!"
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12For example, if I ask, "Are you really going to wear those ugly-ass shoes to church?" Don't answer! That is a statement. At the same time, "We are all screwed!" asks the question
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13I can clearly not go down that path. Learning Battish was my only alternative. That was not an alternative I wished to consider further but every way I figured I always wound up th