Does it defeat the point of folding story

Does it defeat the point of folding story to always try to make sense?

Is the point of folding story to have a laugh and exercise the creative muscle, or to try to come up with the most sublime story together as a group composed of anonymous members?

Neither, it was really an experiment much like the one with a million immortal monkeys with typewriters being given a million years to randomly write the perfect story. FoldingSto

said Baba Ghanoush, my lebanese Grandmother. She also told us the monkey tail of Mr. Bonjanga who lived with his monkey Begun & Bhorta in the oasis Igma. When Begun stole the lamp

And broke the bulb into 1,563,222 pieces, he replaced it with a brand new one that lasted 50 years longer. It was designed by Mr. Bonjanga himself, and won awards.

Not, however, the one award that Mr. Bonjanga truly desired. Seriously? No Edison Award? For a sustainable light bulb that could last over 50 years? He wanted revenge.

He dreamt of revenge, of carnage, of slaughter. But a new design came to Mr. Bonjanga in his dreams, and a voice said, "Here is the way people can make light. Give it away." He

saw the handwriting on the wall in his dream and WOKE WITH A START. "My GOD! That's brilliant!" Mr. Bojanga jumped from his covers & quickly copied the plan from his dream. Revenge

Dreams come true for the good. Dreams of the most important part of his life always did come true.