This is a test of the Emergency FoldingStory Alert System. This is only a test. If this had been a real FoldingStory emergency, Pram Baby most likely would be untouchable. Roget's

left field and the 3rd base coach didn't like it one bit. That was his demesne; paid for lock, stock, and barrel with blood & treasure,figuratively speaking. Babylon didn't belong

a job for Alka-Seltzerman! (low key trumpet fanfare sounds off somewhere we never did Identify) "I head the dastardly Mr. Clean was making things murky," Alka-Seltzerman explained.

I was also wearing a Bicentennial pin on my chest next to a purple heart that I got for getting shot during the Saigon evacuation. This dancing ghoul had it down to the Dippity Do.

A loud shriek pierced the air. It came from my Aunt Malefic, staring bug-eyed at what remained of her husband on the pavement. I stepped on the gas; two birds, one car! She gasped

rms. το νερό είναι ζωή, αλλά το ούζο είναι το πνεύμα! Now I was in a drafty Scottish prison, it was haggis morning noon & night, bagpipe music and kilt uniforms with no underwear!

hitched a ride with a serial killer who's type I wasn't. He made sure I understood it wasn't him, it was me. "Cool, dude. I like keeping my skin just as much as the next guy." That

adylike sitting. She was wide opne up on the stage, seated behind her husband, who just died, while this was happening. Legs out wide airing out the Land of Goshen. Someone called

Into the breach yet again. Shipping out for a nickle with Wendall Updike Interstellar riding shotgun on a snoozer but it'll bag me citizenship and seat on an arkship. I'm working

That guy spent a forever or two waiting for someone to take him up on his offer of being in their story. Most likely it was somebody desperate for a story. That, or they had big co

Not because I was her mother but because I was the closest thing she would ever have to one. Cyborg kids are rarely allowed emotion patches. She specifically asked for one without.

I am surprised every time that I catch myself at it. I thought I was a better liar than that. Still, I only had my lying eyes to go by & I didn't think I had a choice. Fanny pack o

enonites that can find shelter under my tent, just as Sarah gave shelter to her spiteful servant in the storm. Verily, I feel the Lords tongue falling upon me. Copious Amundesen's

"Dinkum, oy!". This turned out to be a problem for a visiting Yank by the name of Leonard Dinkum'oy. Everytime the Aussies clanged their pints & yell "Dinkum, oy!" he thought they

Rhett Butler's impersonation of Clark Gable but nobody needed to know that. Stop your prying, now. In reality, or in what goes for it around here, Runny Babbit felt peckish about

and did the chicken dance with her invisible friend. The cafe clientele were all locals so they knew she did that, often, so they paid it no mind. The tourists, however, went wild.

Surprise, surprise. I'm in here again. Orange you glad I didn't say banana? Tough crowd. I'm supposed to push the chicken but the little bugger won't stay in his wheelchair. I'm

Should I bring out that too often those who were allowed to wear purple had the lives of thousands in their hands. On Sundays, his thumb determined the fate of some gladiators. In

Then it came to pass that I was sitting upon my throne, doing my royal duties, when a stink broke out over my herald heralding another pretender king's herald. One with a summons.

People leave it everywhere they go. That crap shouldn't be there. There's no people supposed to be in here. I'm only a century dead six year old girl & I know that. I found them in