Jeb Maverick was the original cowboy troll, dating back to San Fran '49. He was known to shout "Gold!" in crowded saloons and

'I am the king of the world' he said placing a tin mug on his head and waving a dish rag. 'Aah, and I am Elvis Presley,' said the other inmate who started playing the air guitar.

When she moved into her latest apartment, she found a light switch in the kitchen which didn't seem to be connected to anything. Every so often, she would flip it. After two weeks,

... Now hold it under the ultraviolet light." My roomate was trying to show me the hidden message on the cover of Abby Road. "See how Ringo is glowing? Definitely the Messiah."

I awoke with a start when I heard the cocking of rifles down the hall. It was just as I had always feared: the poodle poachers had come for Fifi.

At the FoldingStory Meme bar, Det. Manatee and Agent Scarn were swapping strories. Big Lion was on the mike. Just then, Kool-Aid man burst in,"B’chugerroth is back in town!"

Jim Similar wandered the Wild West dispensing English lessons, while pretending to be really important. His teaching assistant was his sidekick Vilhelm

The dog came over and smelled the cupcakes. Something was wrong. The owner was sheepishly grinning at the mail man, what had they

Agent Robinson was gasping for breath as he tried to stand, and I used the opportunity to do the sensible thing and shoot him. He crumpled on the floor, and I was free to proceed

I once owned a horse by the name of Gulliver. Best damn horse around these parts. She'd dance. I mean, honest to God, dance if you started playing "Hotel California" around her.

Who actually came up with this website? Are people really supposed to sit at home and finish stranger's stories that they've made up off the top of their head? Oh my gosh, I am !

class clown freshmen dressed like less nessmen forgot about the next lession i pass the test gussen and all other kids said

i was at the mall with my friends going back to school shopping. All of a sudden i turn around and my friends are gone and no one is answering their phone so i start to panic then

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Don't you hate when you slip on a banana peal on floor and fall. It's sad because people start calling you banana head. There was also on time when

Angry. Wet. Two loaded Twin-kegs-Fifties. Rain beat down on her as she moved through fowl dense jungle.

The Darkhelm Clan meeting had come to order. Sixteen of the most powerful wizards in the world sat around an oak table, wands concealed but always within reach. Nobody trusted

The reply (which shocked me quite a bit actually) was "OK, but only if we can stop by my brother's place first and steal a fifth of vodka." The question had been "

It was 4th and two. 29 seconds to go. I knew they'd be crowding the line of scrimmage, almost assuredly blitzing. I screamed out an audible and looked at Jerry. He nodded. I gunned

The note on the door said "Folding Story Animal Support Group". I walked in and sat down. Beside me was Jeff, the goat of existential angst, beside him, Det. Manatee. To my left