Finished Folds (1141—1160)
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5Meanwhile Dorothy clicked her heels together and the scarecrow was out standing in his field. There's no place like home. Unless you're from Kansas.
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5worthless as tits on a boar hog!" I felt bad though when tape worms began spilling out of him. Then I looked. Wait, is that a tape word?! Vile creature! Bane of libraries! Destroye
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8A supporting character entered the scene. "Did you hear that?" "No, what?" "It stopped. Wait, just listen." They listened. No noise. "There was a noise. Something made it." "Well
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3He stood 6 feet 8 inches and was chiseled muscle from calves to traps. Intelligent, worldly, a terror with the ladies. Also, his name was Frances. This meant that
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4Norm was just tapping the bowl's bottom crumbs into his mouth as I arrived. I was bitter as French roast. I ordered a boiler maker from Al. He said "Rough day Chuck?"
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4the boss had clearly given up. Rather than the usual 30/70 split between actual work and goofing off the staff went for it. The unreachable. The pinnacle. 100% slack. Bunny poured
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5It was dark. Foreboding. The kind of night that makes your shoulders tense up once you exit the back door into the yard. Is that the sprinklers? No, they're off. Something
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15A pessimist, an optometrist, an oncologist and a talking prune walk into a bar. The bartender says to the group "What would you like?" The pessimist says "Meh, you won't have it."
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1In case you hadn't noticed I'm going to clue you in a little bit here. There is no secret to happiness. No key to why we're here. No long lost mystery that reduces belly fat. The
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1asking why she's here. What a tool she is, saying she only has 2 IDs. Obviously. I told old Mrs. Schellner to bring back her taxes from the last 8 years, and to fill out this
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12Maybe if I wasn't such a colossal ass my twin brother wouldn't be such a tremendous fartknocker. Then I wouldn't hate him, or me, so much. I decided to make a change.
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5A good patient you are not. On my coat you wipe your snot. I do not like you Mr. Scott. A good patient? You are not.
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5And now ladies and gentlemen, the moment you've all been waiting for, the highlight of the evening. I give you your contenders for Woman of the Century. First off we have
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2Contenders for male of the century: guy that invented body paint, guy that convinced chicks that yoga/strechy pants/leggings are fine in public, guy that sends the VS catalog, guy
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3ts one-by-one. I became quite good at it. The master of pleasant small talk and memorable introductions. Then when I grabbed them they grabbed me back. I had life figured out.
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2OK teach, it's cool that you're hot and all. Cute too. But do you really have to wear *that* shirt with *those* shorts. And pigtails? Come on! I'm trying to make grades here.
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6his own crop duster, trimmed his own plants, used his own fertilizer, watered each vine. After all, you don't get to be Mr Tomato by leaving things to chance. Chad Laureate
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7with a shape suggestive to those inclined to notice such things. The line for the baker's new Ladies Loaf ran around the block. Things were going grandly until an angry husband
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4?! In fact, I'm so confident this model will leave you breathless that if it doesn't satisfy you, I'll come to your house and do the job myself!" She raised her eyebrow too. "Are y
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6Squawkers flopped erratically to the top of the pay phone and unloaded half a cup of alcoholic parrot runs all over the dude. Maybe in his younger years he would have gotten away.