Don't cry out loud. Just keep it inside and learn how to hide your feelings.

"I won't be friends," Fred said. "I will deal with your psycho Burmese stalker, but on the condition that you agree to be my girlfriend." Clare looked at him and

"I won't be friends," Fred said. "I will deal with your psycho Burmese stalker, but on the condition that you agree to be my girlfriend." Clare looked at him and

"Ipswich is the last stop on this line," chortled the conductor. " Never anybody gets off there. Last I heard the Adicts were all gone. Disappeared just

Maybe it's just me, but do any of you write something in FoldingStory & then weeks go by before what you wrote pops up again & you think, "Did I really write that? That's so weird

The crowd fell silent as a dour-looking nun took the stage with a microphone. "Hello all, and welcome to St. Michael and St. John's Elementary 3rd grade production of 'Equus'.

Dave entered the Comfort Zone and decided to claim it as his own. Dave built his home in the Comfort Zone and never wanted to leave. The Comfort Zone was

"Your hairs gray." "You have crow's feet". "It take you an hour to pee." "Your thighs look like cottage cheese someone threw up on a hot sidewalk." "You always had a tiny penis."

When he awoke from his coma, the room was empty, yet so full. How is this so?

"Once the buttons are undone, you know how it'll all end. It's all in the game, there are no miracles." said the attractive woman. She was explaining XBOX's

Dr. Frankenstein ceased his efforts to sew limbs directly onto a head. "This shortcut isn't working, only a torso will do!" He sighed. "If only a torso fresh enough was available

COCONUT SLICE KISSED BRANDON.

Morgan Freeman looked at himself in the mirror and sighed. Morgan Freeman was Morgan Freeman but he was so lonely. He needed to find someone to love him.

Growing up I was one to believe in treating everyone equally, I was taught that diversity is a beautiful thing.

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Once upon a time there was a brave little boy named Smith that lived in a swamp with an ogre named George. They were great friends and they did many fun things together like...

How dare you enter my abode! I shall turn you into a... let's see. hmm... Advocado? Yes... Advocado! I WILL TURN YOU INTO AN ADVOCADO!

In the year 2037 it was so much easier to exterminate the artists and the poets and the mystics and the deviants and the uncooperative and the not-quite-us that we pitied Uncle Joe

Sickly yellow clouds coated the dawn sky and this combined with the sulfurous stench of the shallow pools made me want to retch. How could this be? All I did was push one little

The man rolled over the table, smashing a few collector's items on the way as bullets fired from him to me. Luckily I had a plan. Before this even started, I had made sure to