Dear Folding Story team, why did you leave

Dear Folding Story team, why did you leave us and leave the site to rot? Why did you abandon us?

Or do you let the site putter along into mirthful chaos and smirk at our stories in some plush internet boudoir or grimy internet cafe in Jakarta? Dear Folding Story team, we miss

ed you when you all went on your team bonding away day to the Happy Bitnet internet cafe in a happening Jakarta slum location. But dysentery is no excuse, FS Team, for slacking on

the teams bonding exercise. Sure it took place in a slum, everyone got dysentery but admit it all that pointing and laughing at all the pathetic poor people was a group effort

Things got messy, though, when the gang leader announced that there was going to be a trust exercise. Jose clambered onto the dumpster and fell backward before his gang was ready

. Next thing, Jose found himself in a strange room, seeing the faces gathered there as if from inside a monitor. "The next level of law enforcement!" cried one "Introducing... Robo

t Grandmas!" His beaming face of pristine white teeth was the only one in the crowd. "Why puzzle yourselves over who did the crime when you can look to our grannybases and find the

true solution, who stole the denture cream!" The lead Grannybase operator scoffed. "If it's not in the Grannybase, it doesn't exist." The elder collection nodded in agreement. But

it was quite clear that none of them would open their mouths for fear of their dentures falling out. Finally Minnie McPheefer piped up, "the Grannybase does NOT know it all!"

The nosy grannies fell off their rockers, obviously surprised by Minnie's firm reply. "When I want your opinion I'll ask. Thanks, bye now!" She left them and sighed deeply.