15 out of a hundred wooden spoons

are used to beat the prolific number using folder with reckless abandon.

1 out of 5 folding stories are about what folders would like to do to each other if they got the chance.

So Noah decided to give them that chance. He invited all foldsters to the first ever FoldingStory Convention, where 99% of the folders showed up to finally meet each other & drink.

Conversations weren't so great though. All the foldsters kept stoping mid sentence. Perhaps a FoldingStory Convention hadn't been Noah's best call to action. Now the time he

started a FoldingStory commune, *was* a good call. All were welcome, even those who couldn't spell. The top 5 on the Leaderboard governed the commune due to their special titles

and large cache of cereal. But the FoldingStory commune was not the "utopia" that the marketers claimed it was. Oh no no no no no. No sir. It was a creaking hierarchy full of

bravado, a sprinkling of manic misdirection and a stinking pile of subtle cliches written by authors who were themselves, little more than cliches. Oh no, this was not utopia, it w

As not hell either. The bookstores still opened and left the displays intact. The book cover designs were dreadfully unimaginative. There was to be an event that night,

an elegant affair and the attendees would be the Highest Imperial Bookworms of the land! Wouldn't one think that they would put on a more sophisticated appearance!