There's smelling salts, bath salts, the salt of the earth, the SALT treaty, salt empires, and salty dogs, but the kind of salt I'm talking about

I didn’t know what happened for the next ten seconds because I was running back to my car. When I returned, Ronny was screaming something through the geyser of blood in his mouth

"That's Mistress Banana Hammock, to you!" shrieked the old lady. I didn't have a clue what she was on about, I hadn't said a word to her, let alone called her a banana hammock.

"Bad dog!" she scolded as she picked up yet another pair of her favorite shoes that her new dog Lucy had chewed on. Here she was all dressed to attend one of the most important

Methinks March Madness is cutting down traffic on FoldingStory. But that doesn't mean we can't have our own kind of March Madness right here...right now.

WHOLE GRAINS ELEVEN. Tony the Tiger, Sonny the Cuckoo Bird, Chip Howler the Wolf, the Trix Rabbit et.al all walked away from a big explosion in slow motion wearing leather jackets.

His Smile was always brightening up my smile,his love becoming my only one.His everything makes my life better and stronger without him,I'm lost.

He'd been alive for thousands of years. He was a vampire. He'd accumulated the kind of wealth that makes gods envious. But he lost it all in the housing bubble and now

As the iPhone see-sawed to the bottom of the pool, her heart sank as every bubble rose. She cried out, like a little girl who dropped her dolly off of the Empire State Building, "

It's awake, and it's crabby... Lobsterman!

"Finish Him" A Voice yelled at me. I started to end the vile... FoldingStory., My Dad came in. "Son, I think you're beginning to take folding stories to seriously." "But Daaaad..."

"That's the fifth one this week," he said. "Makes eighteen this month." Picking up a handful of feathers, Mark nudged the chicken with the toe of his boot. "Quite an outbreak of

Some people call it a swing blade but I call it a kaiser blade, I think i will go with Billy Bob Thorton and end up calling it a......

Listening to the satellite radio station play the old "Johnny Dollar" whodunnit radio program from the 50s, Jared knew that he would be extra-sensitive to any sudden

It's raining outside. My dog doesn't like the rain.

The fat waitress at the Hot Wing joint had a nose ring and a low cut top. Pure class. She was going to be a makeup artist. That's when the leader of the Yakuza walked in and

one day in the parking lot iwas walking ny and i saw this guy give me an awcarwerd eye then i

'Where am I?What's that noise?where is that light coming from?' The unknown penetrated his mind sending pins and needles up his spine. He veered down the dimly lit cave, listening

I stood still and frozen all night, after shooting my best friend. As the sun rose above the distant hills, the blood splattered among the blades of grass blended in with the sky.

This fold is dedicated to Mrs. McGurk and her magic rolls.