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Once upon a time, there was a man named Gregor

  • Once upon a time, there was a man named Gregor Mendel.
  • If he made up a word, and designed a definition for it, his day would tend to be much more amazing. When he left that last, fateful day, his newest creation was sitting on the arc
  • ,preening and displaying its vibrant colors. What to call it, though?
  • I think I'll call the colourful thing a parrot. A super-parrot, so as not to confuse it with the pre-existing animal.
  • God was getting so tired of naming animals. Why did make so many beetles? Baronsloth, Girlycheese, Duchessbucket, Frank...
  • Then God had an idea, and a light bulb the size of the Giant GRB Ring appeared above his noggin. "I'll introduce hydrocarbons! Once humans begin exploiting petroleum, extinctions
  • will finally have a higher purpose! God chuckled at his own ingenuity, the reverberations of which crushed some rock and formed the Grand Canyon. "For my next trick," he said,
  • "I will build an exquisite corpse toert, built on folding stories. One folded line = one floor." the result was something not seen since 1920! This building has colourful vertices
  • that follow you where ever you go. Just like eyes, only legion. 8 stories already, including this one, were being sacrificed for that end that we could all see approaching blindly.
  • FoldingStory went on consuming its creators and former users as fuel, boosting its intelligence and creativity while continuing a façade as means to become champion of all websites

1 Comments

  1. LordVacuity Mar 21 2017 @ 21:39

    The ends do justify the means. Here is your free trip to Indiana to see Him.

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