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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10But I was having charred dog for dinner. I would teach Walker and all the others not to mess with a professional butter knife sharpener. I finally got a hold of my dog Walker, "Bad
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12square meter of property and cats were forced to serve at the whim of each and every resident dog. Doggyland had a two-year waitlist. It's downfall came at the paws of a Siamese
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10but my fold hadn't been accepted! I had to copy & try again. Blood blinded me and I could only sense the paramedics wrestling my mouse from my hand as they strapped me onto the str
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11pined for charity and grace and the ghosts of trains past, the humble humor of Red Skelton, and a life of uncertain but broad horizons. But for now, cubicles would trump cardboard