Finished Folds (721—740)
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7The sea was angry that day, my friends. Like an old man trying to send back soup in a deli. Most of the newbies were on deck feeding the fishes while one-eye and I peeled potatoes
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3share a shrimp sandwich with Josh from work. Wow, where did that come from? So random. Almost *too* random. Hmm, I ran up to the POTUS and yelled "Code Red! Code Red! The
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8So I hatched a devious scheme, waited for the perfect opportunity and executed said plan to perfection. I am now enlightened from encumbrances. The rest, as they say, is his story.
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6enigma is what she was. A veritable chatterbox with moods like the winds of Saturn. A bona fide threat to poker night. Still" continued Bobert "this 'woman' requires further attent
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3Nope; they'd just kind of drifted apart and he was busy with his day-to-day life. Her mother on the other hand was omnipresent. At least it seemed that way. When she got up, there
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0whale's bladder, molded into the h-shaped receptacle you see before you." "Hmm, we'll take two." "Very good sir. And here we have a Yakwomit. From Prague. Intricately detailed with
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4half his stack was gone. With a dry swallow, he flipped the second coin. Tails again; the remainder of his savings whisked away by the croupier. He stood up, shell-shocked, and
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2burying his mustache in the ample bosom of one of the serving wenches. The king liked 'em big. However, the king happened to spy a new bulge in the boy's trousers. "Is that grain?"
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6. Mike wouldn't be abated though. "Check out this twig and berries!" he grinned. "Somebody dropped some wedding tackle in my lap!" he pointed. Still, she mopped away, seemingly
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3Ratings skyrocketed. When the sun came out it wasn't 'sunny' it was 'INTENSE SOLAR RADIATION'. Not 'cloudy' but 'ATMOSPHERIC BLACKOUT'. Hysteria was at an all-time high and Beryl
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6nuggets. Complicated indeed, this sandwich-making. Lord YnerMand needed the comfort of his hound. He called for his faithful Labrador, but no Lab came running. Instead, a cock
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3I'm a Caucasian gangster with an MBA, a Honda Civic, a bad attitude and a worse haircut. I bump loud gangsta rap and roll up my windows when I see black people. If you want to step
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5of a 30-pack of Bud Light. While I was busy, I considered if I wanted to name my unborn Office Manager 'Mary' or 'Cynthia'. Mary's nicer, but Cynthia's more authoritative. Perhaps
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4swim trunks on were doing power lunges in the surf. A giant ball of fire burned in the sky. Two dogs were having sex and the top one wanted to withdraw but couldn't. He was stuck.
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6the third plateau of human misery later that day when a stray dog beats him to the crust bag from Mr. Perriwig's Delicatessen. The hobo reaches the fourth plateau
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2they were in fact extraordinary. In much the same way as an FBI spook stands out as being *too* normal in a crowd, these students were too calm. Under the hail of gunfire they calm
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2Her husband was out again fighting an electrical fire in this godawful storm. She'd clicked on a horror movie & choked when she realized the scene on the screen was her own bedroom
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1AKA because he had so many varied aliases. Bloody Phil met an apt end when a ruthless gangster known as AK thought AKA was trying to get listed before him in the phone book. Phil's
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4I tore into my stocking with gleeful abandon. Would there be cash, candy, trick new gadgets? Hmm, let's see: socks (meh), toothbrush (retch), nail file (pshh), fruit (gag), dishrag
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1It couldn't be. If the ginger boy was already here that meant the resistance hadn't had time to train the Cyclopagos. But the message was clear. All food, no drink. The albino pres