There is one thing I know for sure about

There is one thing I know for sure about myself: I don't know how to write a college essay. I can ride a horse while standing up and juggling, I can paint a better painting than

Leonardo DiCaprio himself. I can even touch my tongue to my nose. But no way can I write a college essay. That's why I came to FoldingStory for help. Would you please help me?

No problem, totally got your back. All you do is, ... are you getting this? Write this down. "Homelessness in America: Not That Bad? It's been 13 years since Walter Kringle had wor

shipped at the altar of the High Priestess Ahmoon. Since then he hasn't managed to get a mortgage. Linked? I'm no conspiracy theorist but Walter Kringle is still sleeping on my sof

a bitch what the hell is that? Do you see that? Look! There. Right there. Good lord what is that. How did it get up there and what's the red gloop dripping from its opening?

"Oh Harry, it's just my jelly doughnut. I put it up there so you wouldn't find it and eat it first." said Helen. But before she could get the ladder, Harry had copped the doughnut

Sticky doughnutty goodness. But as his fingers sunk into the jelly filled center, he found he couldn't pull them out. Harry was being pulled into his pocket at an alarming rate.

Then Harry remembered he had his own hole also. He dug the hole out and threw it at his very own pocket; which exploded releasing all the imprisoned Forms but unleashing the krake

So it resembled something out of his favourite movie "Attack of the killer tomatoes". Mr. Tomatohead tweeted Harry that he was a good son. Mrs. Tomatohead agreed her son was OK.