Finished Folds (721—740)
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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
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3I was reading a book on my phone when an interrupting phone call came through on my watch. "Crap" I smelled. It was my wife-in-law. She'd sat in some elephant pellets and needed
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3When the aggravations of chance trouble your soul do you turn to the masters of fate? Redouble your efforts in an attempt at control, or throw up your hands and say fuckit?
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4Dear Editor: I believe I have an improvement. Can I have a do-over? Dear Sir: This isn't a game of stickball. We just spent $600,000 to publish your Complete Guide to
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5In through the nose. Out through the mouth. Just like the doc said. Ahhh. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU LOOKING AT BUDDY! YOU WANT SUMMA THIS! YOU GOT IT! Oh, that's a tree.
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7First it was wine and flowers. Then it was dinner and a movie. Then it was delivery pizza. Then it was warm-it-up-yourself leftovers. Now it's texts about poo. Color; girth; freque
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10I'd saved and saved and it was finally here: my interpretive sign for the center about How to Water a Tree. Most people think you can
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3t. He stumbled out the door after her, stew caked in his beard, belt undone, face flushed from rummynog. "Where do you think you're going to go?!" Then he slipped on reindeer shit