Finished Folds (961—980)
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6Oops, that's her now. She waltzed into the living room, set down her grocery bags and hopped in my lap. "Hiya sis." she said. "Wow, the girls are looking good today." as she
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7This was the brief post that rocketed me into cyberblogsuperstardom. 12,497,378 hits. To compare, my essay on outdoor sculpture's effect on city traffic patterns got 19 hits.
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4Joe and the rest of the inmates made it to the fence and started scaling it. "Damn it" thought Steve "I've gotta try!". He bolted for the fence. Instantly the guard saw him glowing
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4her favorite actor was Huge Ackman. I said "I don't think that's how it's pronounced darling". She fled in tears and I started to scramble some eggs. The rest of the guests were st
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4Last night I came up with this awesome idea for a FoldingStory. It was funny, insightful, and had limitless direction. But then I forgot what it was. It was probably something like
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3Eleven years all told. Five for the trial and appeals. Four in maximum security. And two along Death Row. Every day all I thought about was my last meal. I'd have
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4"Push!" she screamed. "Puuuushh!" I was drenched in sweat and the vein on my forehead had popped out again. I strained, but couldn't get it up. "Puuusshh!" "I am!" I cried. The bar
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1"Unfortunately weak 3rd quarter sales mean we'll have to cut another 30 or so shifts." I laughed out loud, oblivious. Someone had just posted a zinger on FS.com. "Excuse me, Mr.
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7wife beaters as her panties. Her license plate read I69Bingo. Her breath was horseradish and sauerkraut emanating from betwixt a Grizzly Adams mustache and a President Taft chin.
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6play If You Like the Smell of Poop then Come See this Play. Because that's what you're going to get. I give it one toilet bowl out of five. ~signed little Timmy Jenkins.
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3On my way to the local asshattery to pick my ass up a new hat I stopped in the cupcakerie for a red velvet and a cup. A retired haberdasher took note of my chapeau and quipped
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5So he said "Wellll...?" I said "What you're asking is basically like asking if 2+5 is the same as 3+4. It is and it isn't. Asking is just an exercise in
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5having to do some actual research, i.e. work, I decided to call it quits. Meh. It was a message from some guy, good enough. I figured it probably said Good Job or something like th
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2I decided to visit Shangra La first, because according to my GPS it was right near Valhala and I had a powerful thirst for some mead. Just past the Bermuda Triangle, I took a left
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6recreated and I too would become FLASH, ah, ah, savior of the universe! All that had happened so far was two severe chemical burns and a forfeited rental deposit. But tonight
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5nasty name in the book. After a typical phone convo the swear jar is overflowing with penance. I plopped a pretty penny in that petty penance pot. Mom would be in my alley in just
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4some serious ass when my electroshock anger management therapy unexpectedly kicked in. I said "Excuse me sir but your seatback has inconvenienced me. Would you please raise it?" He
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8The scientists and councellors were baffled. He seemed normal: steady job, house, wife, kids. And yet his sense of humor had stalled out at an 8-year-old's level. At Board Meetings
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8As Gordon sat there I could smell his unpleasant nerves. His resume was more than adequate but I didn't know if he had that "it" factor we needed. I said "Mr. Durasno, please
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4It was a classic example of the age-old question: