Dealing out hands of multi-colored metallic discs to a table of nervous participants, the steel-faced gambling robot came to rest. It then blinked its single red light three times,

Michael was thinking of something nice and exciting thing to do on weekend when suddenly

Are you the kind of man who can't tell from an arse from an elbow? Do you often mistake a victory sign for

Peter donned his purple wig and purple glasses, headed to the purple factory to help make purple mattresses for the Purple family of which he was the youngest. Peter Plum Purple II

"Why isn't anyone adding to my briliantl fold? It's just rolling off the front page & everyone's ignoring it!". It really chapped his ass. Busted his spleen. Made his blood boil.

This is your brain on foldingstory.

Carp is bottom grazers. They feed on garbage which they get plenty of. Asian carp can weigh 100 lbs! When Uncle Doug hit on the idea to use twinkies (in their wrappers) as bait

They say we miss 100% of the shots we don't take, but thanks to vacuous truth, we also make 100% of such shots. I pondered this on the bench, warm as always, taking pudding shots

Let me just start by saying it's not my fault. That dog shouldn't have been there in the first place. And who ordered the chinese food anyway? If you think that I'm going to

She walked slowly down the stairs gazing at the door. She couldn't exactly remember how it had all happened, or why. She only knew that there was nothing she could do now; there wa

My idea to combine elements of Goethe's Faust with Shelley's Frankenstein into an apocalyptic tale of nuclear Armageddon finally got some creative input from reality when

I'd finally arrived in the city of hallucinogenic mushrooms sold in shops that resembled supermarkets in a strange kind of way , of coffeeshops where coffee was never the main item

I suffer from foldingstory Déjà-vu. You may think I mean when I add to a story, I have the feeling that I have seen this line somewhere before, but its much more disturbing than

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She untangled her hair and found a hunk of doodie in it.

Half way to her house, I smelled trouble. More precisely, I smelled the dog shit on my shoe that I’d managed to keep off my face. There would be no hot Rainwater

We didn't think that our first contact with intelligent life from outer-space would be that dumb.

The dawn was a splatter of black, grey, blue, red, and orange...but it only stayed that way for about five minutes, when the palette of color suddenly turned bright yellow.

My favorite pass-time as Management Coordinator was to pair up two pain-in-the-butt Techs with each other on an impossible task with urgent deadline. I'd give clients their cell #

wake up to a phone ringing, meets a baker, ran out of toilet paper, crashed a plane, goes crazy, walking in a thunderstorm, ate a cookie in a palace,