Finished Folds (3441—3460)
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3this was a clear case of PC Load Letter. PC Load Letter? Fine, he sighed, hoping to avoid a complete physical memory dump. He hit Ctrl-Alt-Delete and got the blue screen of death.
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2really really really big
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3reased with the pattern on her favorite afghan throw. Not great. She cupped her hand to her mouth and breathed out, then sniffed. Ugh.
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1right before she stepped on the turd so at least her sense of smell wasn't gone with her sight. I leapt up, unbearably embarrassed, and ran for a towel. My boxers
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3vowels so I stuck my crowbar in the top of the U and wrenched it open. I flipped it over and slammed a valley down it's middle. Ah, a nice M. Now that's a good letter. The M
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5remnants of Chips-Ahoy and self respect with it and called in for reinforcements. Hi Mom? Got a question for ya...
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2was as crooked as his soul. He planned to use her up in his little game, thinking he could always find another. He failed
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6...you...wan...fries with that? I raised an eyebrow and just said sure. Next time I'm going to Wendy's, this bullcrap I don't need. To top if off,
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1And this was one of those moments. A point in time that separates the professionals from the wannabes. The hoses were stowed. The helmets were clean. Time
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1man that your momma warned you about. Just something about him. Maybe it was the
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4outside would try to take our picture as we exited these shady, rent-by-the-hour dirtbag hotels but that all came at the cost of running with Charlie Sheen.
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4everyone else was doing it too, but unfortunately his wife had just finished up a Critical Thinking course down at the local JC and knew that was a fallacy of logic. He agreed
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3mercilessly, as if that would bring me any solace. The bear still sits in my garage, gathering dust while I try to move on with my life. I keep telling myself
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2one any good to worry about forming coherent sentences but what was important was to try to avoid the pitfalls of runon sentences and keyboard diarrhea that can so easily plague
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3"Chuck you, Farley!" I exclaimed, delighting myself with one of my favorite zingers as I floored it and began to pass the semi barreling down I-5. The shocking
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3wind of the good caviar that I don't want to break out. I'll just put out a few more crackers and hope these pompous windbags don't stay long. Where the hell did I
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2would produce if it were heavy on the bacon, and the syrup was from Canada, probably one of the Northwest Provinces. I sniffed again, to be sure, and
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1"Cut!" yelled the Director, "OK everybody that's a wrap for today, see you bright and early tomorrow." Karl Hungus preferred the German porn industry but his agent got him a role
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1it made him feel like a real d-bag. At least his uvula situation was calming down, which was a relief. He felt for his wallet and upon realizing that it wasn't there
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4"Oh, oui" I said aloud. "Vous etes un chien sexy". I saw Etienne hop off the bulldozer and head toward me, still not turning from the full-length mirror. She had been