I know where there is some hidden treasure...

I know where there is some hidden treasure... that is, if you're lookin' for some... If you click on "ADD" and then ALMOST FINISHED", you'll find it.

I clicked on ADD and ALMOST FINISHED, then chickened out. Only a few brave souls have the cojones to write a fold that makes some kind of "final" sense, and making sense on FS

makes no sense at all. "The fundamental problem with final folding," opined lucielucie swirling a single malt around its glass, "is the toxic 9th fold." It helps to have no shame

and plenty of booze lying around, or so you'd think. But the current folder posited this query: "What is the longest folded story on the site?" Nobody heard the question, though.

The question begged: Please, someone answer me. This rhetoric's not rhetorical. What is the longest folded story on the site?" Instead of an answer

hotline representative responding, the emergency call was fielded directly by the Great Moderator itself. "Such questions are not wise for mortal folders to ask." Chastised, I

played it off by saying, "Just kidding!" The Great Moderator remained silent. It hovered in the air, dust motes swirled beneath it. Copper tentacles were attached to his mouth

And they were vibrating loudly. The audience was nervous and the Great Moderator knew it was a New Moon. Time to garden, the voice boomed. Plant those heirloom tomatoes right now!

But the Gardener worked at her own pace and didn't much appreciate having orders barked at her while she labored in the field. The tomatoes could wait. She told the Moderator