Let's try something a little different. I
Let's try something a little different. I want the next fold in this story to have nothing whatsoever to do with the previous one. Completely random. Go!5
The boy strummed his guitar. The little girl stooped to pick a flower. The old woman knitted her knitting. The athletic young man jogged on the spot. The cat purred quietly. I look5
ed down the street, at each of these scenes unfolding. But the boy, the girl, the cat - they all ignored me. I ducked my head and quickened my steps, heading towards5
the crease in the middle of the book. Hopping from one sentence to another, I made it to the next page. "Look, Jane, Look. Kitty wants to play." I was blindsided by a ball of yarn.5
But then Dick showed up. Dick didn't like me. Dick was a dick, but somehow Jane couldn't see the truth. "Play with Kitty, Dick! Play, Dick, play!" My ears went back & I spat4
as a warning: "Kitty's not in the mood. Let me be." Dick headed outside. Jane looked out the window and spotted Dick with one of our neighbors, Mr. Thistlenuts.3
"Hey there, Thistlenuts!" Dick called. Mr. Thistlenuts nodded briefly & resumed raking his yard. "Wonder what got into his shorts?" Dick thought. "Yoo-hoo!" Marta Appletits waved3
from the lawn on the other side. Luke Thistlenuts rolled his eyes. How the hell did he end up living between Dick Forsky & Marta Appletits on Peachbottom Lane? He ignored them &4
fell to his knees & begun to dig in the strip of lawn separating the street from the sidewalk. Perhaps in this slender strip of neutral estate he would find the key to his rampant5
ly horny neighborhood. "Just as I suspected!" He cried. "A buried line of liquid Viagra piping in with the city water." Turning the shut-off valve (mostly) off, he exhaled.4
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SlimWhitman Jan 06 2016 @ 03:13
Huh, who would of thought what was beneath the surface of that seemingly bland society inhabted by reading primers?
SlimWhitman Jan 06 2016 @ 20:55
Well that doesn't make much sense. I'll just try to imagine a society of fimsy drably written booklets walking around a suburb of school desks.
SlimWhitman Jan 06 2016 @ 20:58
... and since I am the only one commenting on this choice story (when I'm not commenting on my comments) I'll point the uninitiated to this : http://foldingstory.com/cznlb/ or is everyone initiated already?
bearshoes84 Jan 06 2016 @ 21:02
I can picture it easily enough. They shuffle glumly from place to place, seeing the same covers - the only novelty they can show each other is their "ink", the margin notes and dirty pictures students left behind. (Except for that one biology textbook running around with a Playboy tucked inside...)
bearshoes84 Jan 06 2016 @ 21:03
Initiated? I am now!
foldmeonce Jan 06 2016 @ 23:53
Never judge a booklet by its cover!