When my four minutes are up foldingstory

When my four minutes are up foldingstory just publishes my incompleted line unasked. How embarrassing.

Some stories are that way. At least the four minutes allow you to sneeze. Is it the holiday season that does it or is it the fact these folded stories are so bloody hilarious?

Atop Sears Tower, Argent Prime allowed the wind to carry the tea out of his cup, and then the cup itself. He left his cape at home for nights like this. Hilarity was foreign to him

but even he could give a slight grin because of his predicament. What was supposed to be a nice evening will now be another night where he'll save the world.

He flexed his fingers and the nun-chucks of glory suddenly appeared. He was ready to save the world.

Spinning in a quick circles, nun-chucks flashing, he quickly and easily defeated all who stood in his way. "That was easier than I expected. Almost TOO easy!" He said.

And that's when he felt the ground quaking beneath him and a large presence behind him. He turned to see the biggest robot he'd ever seen. His hand tightened around his nun-chucks.

-fe. I joined a roving gang of Carmelite Nuns in order to forget my sorrows. We rode in herds of broken down station wagons through the villages, refusing sex to anyone who asked.

When men DIDN’T ask for sex, the nuns became sharks, circling them, kicking shins, and shouting, “What’s wrong? Not GOOD enough for you?” We’d then speed off in the station wagons.