There are times when the left hand knows nothing of what the right hand believes, and so it was that gloomy day in Moscow in 1968, when Gorsky put on his overcoat and stepped into

The apocalypse of 2012 had gotten off to a slow start, but once it was underway it was a great time from beginning to end. This was definitely the apocalypse with the most alcohol.

Now that Yoda was gone, the Degobah system was all his. Finally. No more kowtowing to the "Jedi Master." He was free to do whatever he wanted with this boggy paradise

Jutting out of the wall was another decomposing hand. "What have I gotten myself into." Thought Margie. Careful not to soil her dress. She picked it up by the hems and continued wa

The old story forever new

To outsiders, Johnny Manziel appears callow.

It seemed like years had gone by since starting a folding story. Then one day folding story sends me a survey. Do I have ideas? Usually people know better than to ask me this.

She was scared, worried, and terrified that someone would sit on the doll collection that her anscetors had given her. Her mother in law hadn't cared and always called Sam paranoi

I had just graduated medical school and i was truly in need of love .Although most of these guys these days are a waste of time so i need to take it slow.

He Band Jumped to the Speaker Station. They would never look for him here, the body lights aren't ever able to penetrate the sonic shells. Throwing a charge tracer into the

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hi, questa è la maxi storia di come la mia vita è cambiata, capovolta sotto sopra sia finita. Seduto su due piedi qui con te ti parlerò di Willy, super fico di Bel Air

Well apparently some followers just aren't quick enough on the uptake the old man thought. I wonder how many times this has to happen before they get plowed under a pile of

Asher Korovin's heartfelt painting – the result of cosmic emanations filtered through his transitory self – "The Brooklyn Charbucks" never caused much of a stir. Nonetheless,

One day, Marshinassasin walked the bare bone streets of New York City after it has been plaque by the green virus. After fighting a very hard boss, he got high end knee pads.

Note to foldingstory users: I want to make Jakob the jewish refugee and Souperwoman the "thing" of Foldingstory. Please make it happen in the next 9 lines! I'll start it - "Can I?"

An ice cream soda was all he wanted.He had this craving for a few days now and it was driving him nuts...Hummm,nuts...caramelized,warm nuts...No!No more cravings,no more sugar,no

I’d always wondered what would happen when I opened that door.

A Levantine man approached my house yesterday. Maybe it was me, but he smelled like saltwater and pule, but that's not what I'm here to talk about.

Joe Harris crooned bitterly to his beer, "All the old dudes carry the news," while around him robots upgraded themselves and transhuman youngsters dated transdimensional beings fr