It's FoldingStory Christmas Party time yet

It's FoldingStory Christmas Party time yet again. Ho ho ho! SlimWhitman is belting out 'My Heart Will Go On' into the karaoke machine. Suddenly bells start ringing. It's a sleigh w

hich Purple Prof and Jefforama are making out under. Moralend, dressed as Santa, interrupted Lucielucie karaoke-ing "The Holly and The Ivy" to recite the FS naughty and nice list

"I see what you've been folding. I knows when you're a troll, I know if you neglected the storyline for effects sake!" but Lucielucie ignored him hopping on her motorized FRTWNGL

and cried "On Chaz, on greenbanana, on m80 and PurpleProf! On SlimWhitman, on BlastedHeath, on Noah, and Nixonblack!" Then she whipped MoralEnd on the rump and fired up

the blender. She added a little bit of this and a little of that, some raw eggs and the leftover Chinese from a week ago. "That should do it. A cure for anything that ails you. Now

drink!" I picked up the glass, its vile contents sloshing around inside, and tipped the medicine into my mouth in one swift gulp. Ugh! If I wasn't sick before, I certainly was now.

Not that there was much to be done about it now. These things always came at an importune time. Always happened when I was busy, especially busy with things I wanted to do.

But the fundamental force of the universe swayed my thoughts to cute puppy videos for awhile, and then it was time for a smoke break. I ruminated over the task at hand far too long

, unusual for me, as I've had ADD all my life. Flicking my cigarette butt into the gutter & whistling the theme song from Andy Griffith, I headed back inside. It was nap time.