Finished Folds (1101—1120)
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3a real potty mouth too. My belly spoke like a drunken whiny small Jewish man with glasses that had done three tours in the Navy Seals and dropped F-bombs like Dice Clay. My belly
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10He was known variously as a deep thinker, a risk taker, a loser. The kinda guy to pass out on a sea cliff with an empty nitrous balloon in one hand & his underwear in the other.
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5Hunger conquered curiosity and I ate. Still, the fizzywigs played at my peripheries. Moth-like, but bigger, pupler, rounder. Something out of Roald Dahl's imagination. I reached
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7played Nintendo. I had no friends-o. Well, there was Fernando but he just said "no comprendo". Luckily Tina went commando because next I swallowed my ex, whole.
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5Ffwupp ffwupp...Ffwupp ffwupp...Ffwupp ffwupp... Creeeeeeeeeeeek... Ffwupp ffwupp...Ffwupp ffwupp...Ffwupp ffwupp... Creeeeeeeeeeeek... Ffwupp ffwupp...Crrrkkkkkoonngg...Ahhhhhh!!!
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6were never allowed when I was growing up but dammit my forefathers died facedown in the muck for my freedom and it was my free choice to stuff my face with Doritos Extreme kickin
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3from the back row to the front row with my iPhone zoomed in on the action. It was awesome. The Queen somehow brought her heel up into the strangler's solar plexus and once he was
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3a static boom of Nagasakic proportions. With the last obstacle neutralized Miawrinsky was free to burgle the crown jewels. Just when Jupiter's Desire was secured, Miawrinsky heard
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7fully erect now. Nearly ready to burst from the internal pressure. Completely swollen. I wanted to blow a little more to see what would happen but I noticed the inflatable man's
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5During a heatwave on a trip to Thailand I contracted malaria. In my delirium I'd written my fiance: Got jungle fever, bad. So hot. Need to stay extra 2 weeks to replenish fluids.
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4possible. He was awesome at solitaire though. And not bad at minesweeper either, though it was inherently risky and the doctor detested that. Suddenly Granny Sue yelled "Help! Doct
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8or ... maybe I was laying it on a little thick. What if my love was like peanut butter stored in the fridge? And my therapist was like a knife that was too short
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6down to pluck Jack off the ground. He licked his lips and then took the first bite, severing both legs just above the knee. Jack screamed. Blood sprayed everywhere. The giant chewe
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6blatant asshattery. Perhaps it was the scotch goggles that made Cabbage seem so attractive but whatever the reason, Bunnicula had an overwhelming desire to nibble
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4It was a grand spectacle but the cool coastal breeze coupled with my hole's slow leak meant I was losing valuable PSI. I said "Help, a little air here please!" But they thought I
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4In experienced preparation for a day at The Happiest Place on Earth, I consumed 800 mg of pain reliever, 100 mg of a selective serotonin reuptake inhibitor, and a cup of dopamine.
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2ARPB Board minutes. January 12, 2013. Council member Jones presented his proposal for impeachment. Charmain Donnely yelled and threw a chair. Bailiff Stuggart restrained Chairman
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6The best thing about shelled peanuts is the mystery. Will it be a burnt one? Extra salty? Shriveled? Two regular ones? Or that pinnacle of legume evolution: the TRIPLE. Mmm God is
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5Something interesting is happening here. Have you noticed? The seemingly endless supply of letters, words, and language is running out. There are only so many available. With each
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3First, he had 8 bags of groceries & had spent only $12. Second, my Porsche was covered in pigshit. I said "Brad, why'd you have to take the Porsche? Why didn't you take the truck?"