Finished Folds (781—800)
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1the basement of his mind, ruining the spines on all his favorite classics. It was in such a stupor that Martin found himself in front of Chery's house at 3:30 in the morning. He ha
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3ng what a twonk he was and that he was too smart for his own good. So Einstein said "But my dear Marilyn, you're forgetting that the brain is the biggest erogenous zone there is."
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4bia: It's what's for breakfast' button. Maybe on a different day Larry would've thought it was funny. But today he crushed three double Jack n cokes and couldn't feel a thing. Prob
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4, more passionately this time. Things were really starting to heat up. Chaz said "Hey, have you ever heard Bose surround sound? I just installed it in my bedroom." The line worked
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3er to himself. Psycho Death Rattle killed in the theaters and Floyd made a mint. For his next project, Floyd decided to make a comedy on purpose. He thought it'd be called Bubbles
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4e in a toaster. The resulting mess would elicit a string of vulgar profanities and quite possibly a thrown chair or two. Then Scrooge McDuck would inevitably calm down and take
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1I listened to it again. "Rickety ... tickety ... bumlickety ... fu shnickety?" Near as I could figure Fu-Schnickens rickshaw had been ticketed outside of an anal enthusiast's estab
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2I eat reckless for breakfast; throw spoons across rooms and pop shrooms like balloons. I'm an omelet of lust. Bacon and cheddar, for worse or for better, I'll unleash my Beretta
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4she'd slowly suck the life from him via a 32-year plan of incessant nagging, parade-raining, mild food poisoning & deprivation. Then, after all that time, she'd spring it on him!
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6"Oh hey Doc. Say, couldja let me outta this bed? I gotta train to catch to Albuquerque." A hand slowly drew back & forth across the bald dome. "No c- c- c- can do you wascally
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7The defendant rose. "OK, but at yeast I'd butter warn you. I can be aloaf about such things." "Proceed" said Judge Pumpernickel. "Me and my friend Squaw had just bagged 3 sourdough
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6acronyms. The DGUSFDFA thus created a singularity vortex and imploded upon itself in a bureaucratic whirlpool. The world rejoiced and everyone got laid. Happy trails!
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7There is a 1% chance that I'll make it through the next 5 minutes without eating that entire chocolate bar in my desk. Did I say 1%? I meant none %. No! I will not eat it! I will
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7I had *just* lit my garbage can on fire when Inspector Dugong arrived. "Having a little cookout are we?" he said. He picked up a signed receipt from the Dew Drop Inn off the ground
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9Knife washed, put away. 32 tiles on the kitchen floor. Step across one, then two. One, then two. Sit down at table. Napkin folded in triangle on lap. Eat quarter sandwich. 84
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5Well, he was nonplussed. Very nearly miffed. He quickly gathered a few suits and his favorite snifter. And as a final act of defiance, he left the Jag, took the Rolls.
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4To avoid getting nipped by the fuzz and ending up in the hoosegow I had to shimmy down a thingamajig and make like a schoenobatist. I'd absconded with a plethora of doohickeys and
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4Now that I had exhausted all 7.046692766 e+148 possibilities of keystroke combinations I had to get creative. I decided to give a monkey a rubber mallet, and this is what it wrote:
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3What about like one of those Chinese finger trap toys, or maybe something approximating the texture of a cantaloupe with a hole cut in it? What if we had a condom that you wore all
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4Well I didn't get the job because under 'If you could be any type of dried fruit, what type would you be, and why?' I'd put 'Apricot; and your mother. Same reason.' I'm still not