Finished Folds (2941—2960)
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4have a nice day. Come again!" he said with a big grin. 'I'm finally getting the hang of this he thought to himself'. "NEXT!"
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3interior while I work on the exterior. I stepped back. Hmm, not bad, not bad at all. It almost looks like
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5tried to cover myself as best I could with my hands. All 3 nipples were hard as rocks which I think is what attracted the attention of
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3I threw in Super High Me again cause I still couldn't remember if I'd seen it or not and fired up a monster doobie. Charles was on his way over and I wanted
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5the little F'er slapped my hand and said 'watch yourself fool'. The slap from an ant is small but I still recoiled in shock. He continued on with the leftovers and I narrowed my ey
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3locked all the exits. "You done fucked with the wrong bank this time jerkoff" said the head teller as he pulled a Louisville slugger out from his trench coat and walked toward the
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4metastasized testicular teratoma, with a side dish of acute coronary thrombosis. The drug habit probably didn't help, but it probably didn't make much difference in the end. The pa
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2who was the best man at his wedding as part of some supposed extra level of security. He couldn't recall which wedding he'd thought of when he set the account up so he tried 'Bob'.
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3nervously smoothed her hair poof as she studied Trump, trying to figure out if he was serious. Sarah's repetitive training took over as she winked at him and said
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5depositing fresh fecal matter into deposit envelopes down at the local Savings & Loan. Most of his pranks involved bodily wastes and he'd developed a series of unfortunate maladies
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6grabbed my butane mini-torch that I usually used to caramelize the top of my famous creme brulee and bruleed her nose to a beautiful golden brown. I stepped back and admired
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2guy named Andre picked me up in a bear hug from behind and I giggled. Jake
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5way you grab someone just before you chuck them through a plate glass window, which is just what Grimace did. The fry guy landed in a bloody heap on table #8 of the main dining
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2understandably impeded the holy man's progress towards applying the appropriate amount of condiment to my hoagie. Luckily, I'd been trained in the jungles of eastern Kentucky and
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2he'd crush any human that got between him and the pump of sweet sweet 91 octane. Optimus'd gotten bloated on Techron and considered tree huggers one step below Arco attendants.
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2a cave ... cave ... cave. Hey, is there an echo in here, here, here? Shit. This just won't do for the big presser I've scheduled for Bush. We'll have to move it to
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5called Super No-Friend-O where you're required to cut off all non-digital human contact for 40 days. The first time I tried I got carpal tunnel and had to quit after 27 days. But
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6Ahhhh, that was it. After the 5th beer I felt balanced. 6 and I was high. 4 and I was low. 5 was it. I decided
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5force feeding himself his mother's abhorrent cooking all those years. Her specialty was beanie weenie juice (canned beanie weenies with the beans and hot dogs removed) with little
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3I sneezed and she said "Gaia bless you". I screwed up my face in a frown and said "What?" She said "Surely you realize