FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11Ed him to remember to take his Xanax and take three deep breaths. Pooh carried the honey pot and found Eyeore. He called Det. Manatee and his sea-cows to do CPR. Tigger watched
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13trance...until, that is, the strangely melodic sounds of Yanni's Greatest Hits penetrated past the Q-Tip, into her ear & into her consciousness. A crystal forest grew inside her
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11ed his crotch and did a little Michael Jackson move as he headed out to collect the cow eggs. At least he thought they were cow eggs. They made lousy omelets, but were plentiful.
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10what a son of a peach she is, you're plum tuckered out before raisin any good points. Orange you? Of course you are. So kum, quat does it really matter in the end?
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10of all the secrets that passed between the two, my dog and our newly hired dog walker. I knew they spoke of my manuscripts, my failed manuscripts. I watched from the window,