Finished Folds (2661—2680)
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7man please pull out a gun that allows him to time travel? Some fellow claiming to be a distant, skinnier cousin of Walt's has been folding stories at a rapid pace and without DNA
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3I was looking smackdab into a full house - sevens full of tens. I could barely contain my excitement. My neighbor said he thought he smelled
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3I thought about that. " But FS Sensei, your remark was very brief. Is your broth thin?" He looked into my soul and said "As thin as the Red Sea." I nodded but was really all Mmmkay
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5This is critical: that someone is NOT, I repeat NOT your hypnotherapist. I have never, nor will I again crawl into your bedroom, lift up your flannel sheets & lick your toes. Snap!
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6gave in to the pain and collapsed on the bathroom floor. The next afternoon I awoke to someone yelling Ralph! ... Ralph! I pulled myself up and the world was a spinning blur
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3they kept slipping on the plastic floor and there was already some sort of funk growing in the basement/toecup area. The little old lady was depressed but her kids thought the Croc
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2host for our Annual Hatchet Toss event. First up was Tommy who promptly bounced one off the tree and into his own kneecap. He was out. Next up was Billy P himself who'd already dow
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4had a bad case of jungle fever and would say whatever he had to in order to "cure" it. But he was a bad liar. Saying that he had Parkinson's didn't really enamor him to Serena, who
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2from Sarah toying with their emotions. She once told her best friend Mercedes that she'd been conceived in the back of a C-class Benz, which was practically a base model. Mercedes
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3After I invented and mass produced my secretly crack-infused cookie cracker (aptly named CRACK!) I was filthy stinking rich. I started the requisite non-profit charities and such b
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6I'm feeling pretty down. Sure, there's the wife, kids, job, car, house, etc. etc. but what's it all about? Work work work, worry worry, stress. Eat, sleep, repeat. I think I'll buy
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5We were just about to start Silent Dinner when I was formally informed that I would be served the Disciplinary Meatloaf. What?! I couldn't think of a qualifying infraction so I
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3the security guard tapped him on the chest with his nightstick and shook his head. Damn! He grabbed a trash can lid to try to cover his exposed wedding tackle and looked up into
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2during the last Boy Scout overnight campout we only had 3 ounces of mushrooms and a 5 gallon cooler full of jungle juice. It was the boringest 36 hours of my life. I pulled into
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4ears, making it impossible to hear anything else. Don't Fear the Reaper came on and I got into it. "Awwwww make that cowbell talk son! Ring a ding, DING DING DING!!" My bodyspeaker
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3arousing the attention of an off-duty police officer heading home. The officer rolled down his window and said "Excuse me sir, but do you realize
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6spliff you've ever seen. It had this sweet crutch on it so that even tho it was the size of a burrito dos manos, the precious herb inside still wouldn't spill out or get bound up
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5my own bacon in the next room. Maybe that's why there's constantly outbreaks of salmonella and E. coli poisoning in the department every time I make by famous BLTs! Energized that
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1Redenbacher's punch packed an uncommon pop. Ominous jumped rope, ran stairs, chased chickens, beat up punching bags and people holding punching bags. Still, Orville was favored by
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4and final time. I deleted the Sims software from my hard drive, rebooted, and walked outside. Huh... Everything looked pixellated and people were moving all jerky. I waved at my ne