Finished Folds (841—860)
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3"And now, by the power of Grayskull, I pronounce you Masters of the Universe!" They kissed and a thunderbolt struck the ground where they stood. A chasm opened.
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6As usual, my nose did not lead me astray. I took several deep whiffs of the other dog's butt. Mmmmm. *The park. It was muddy. 2 hours since last pee. Kibbles n bits. Alpo too?* She
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2In an homage to a recently completed story I decided to start a fold by playing a random song on iTunes & basing my fold on the lyrics. Naturally the first thing that came up was
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6I looked over at my friend's PB&J with the crusts cut off. Then I looked down again at my quinoa and kale patty with spicy remoulade. Why
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4Uncle Lou & the wishbone. Aunt Marge's soufflé sneeze. And GranGran's dental dam disaster of 1982. These wraiths, these ghouls, these spirits of Thanksgiving Past surrounded Sbarro
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6-I'd stopped reading after "sex". I signed the waiver, took my clothes off and affixed a neck napkin. "Ready!" I yelled. It was the "other physical activities" that would make this
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6Laundry. Homework. GO!" I threw some butter & garlic in a pan, tossed the whites into a spin cycle, and looked over Billy's shoulder at his algebra. The domestic supremacy showdown
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8from now they'd be drunk on mai tais on some stretch of sand in the south Pacific. Who knew the SEC Admin temp would turn out to be so tech savvy? He smiled at her. Her hidden
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5Reds, wouldja sweetheart?" I looooove me some HeartAttack Café. Been coming here every week for years. Wally too. Wally? Oh no! I looked down on the floor and Wally
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9A Twilight synopsis: [They like each other. A lot.] A FiftyShades synopsis: [They do it. A lot. Under his expert touch.] A HarryPotter synopsis: [Love is more powerful than hate.]
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4My desire for chili cheese fries ran deep into my psyche. My rationale continued: what if I was dangerously low on electrolytes and needed the sodium to avoid a stroke? What if
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4& two enormous testicles, the biggest I'd ever seen, sprung over his shoulders & wrapped around his neck. "Buster! Help! It's testicular strangulation! And not the good kind!"
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3A soft cheek stroke followed by sharp fingernail gouge to the inner nose. The nighttime screaming. The daytime crying. The defecation. Always the defecation.
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5around for the bed of nougat. Yesss, there it was, and aha, the telltale peanuts! He had in point of fact been reincarnated as a Snickers bar. He snickered. Of all the candies to
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4it up a couple notches and convinced my groin to kick my foot as hard as it could. My spine went rogue and nailed a perfect rectal-cranial inversion. Then things got weird.
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6wave of crushing self-doubt. What if I was missing out on something really special?! I climbed back in the boat, wet & afraid. Paddling toward the unknown again I began to question
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5an edgy homo-erotic flair to the occasion. Potpourri rained from the ceiling and a fabulous glitter rainbow appeared over us. "Hallelujah!" erupted Freddie. "I dedicate this
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4Boone Pickens was there to meet me. T Boone & I were evaluating some natural gas deposits in the Siberian wilderness. We had a 32-hour bareback caribou ride ahead of us. I shifted
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8ita was the apple of my eye until I discovered Mrs. Plum had appeal. I didn't give a fig for nectarines but Mr. Orange was a real peach. I wore a lot of Juicy Couture in those days
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3. It shambled up with a stack of pamphlets and solicited my time for a 90 minute presentation on residential solar panels. I took a pamphlet but wasn't ever going to call.