Finished Folds (1761—1780)
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1hot-buttered-popcorn flavored edible panties to her big date with Mr Jacobs but the joke was on her because during my time as a ghost I'd discovered that
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2teach your orphaned paraplegic nephew to be a rodeo clown. But I'll need a steady supply of Tofurky and a helluva lot of N.A. wine. The Texan put a hand on my shoulder and said
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1ed their mascot Bernie the dim-witted marmot, a case of scotch, and Tristan's heart. Tristan became obsessed with joining SpecOps, but was it out of respect or thirst for revenge?
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2rge the fair-skinned landscaper just happened to be mowing outside with 2 black sequined gloves on. Jo convinced Jorge to give up a glove & returned to the table with her DM Guide
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7is pretty damn good. Sure, some days are marred by folders committing sins against the 10 FoldingStory Commandments. But generally, I log in, enjoy reviewing the various stories,
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4whether or not I turned off the oven & was too busy counting hairs on my arm in sets of 5 (habit I'm trying to break) to pay attention to what he was saying. The vamp seemed to
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4a frikkin mouse already. I took a hard look in the mirror. "Tom, get it together. You're a cat. A ferocious mouse-eating cat. That lowlife Jeffy tricked you again. Eat him." Jerry
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6question whether I could really pay the debt of my existence. Whether I was really cut out for this world. Whether it was all really worth it. My blood sugar
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10eating right out of a Campbell's Soup can. "Wow. Just wow." he said. "Nice touch." With a quick edit, he upped his score to 3.5 out of 10, the highest score he'd ever granted.
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4double-jointed in both the hips and knees. His eyes bulged out as she contorted into a position so sexually suggestive that it's since been banned within sight of the docks.
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5loose up in that piece. The top row numbers were lobbying QWERTY for phase-out of the number pad numbers. "Nobody needs you!" they argued. But Ctrl-Alt-Delete showed
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4all six verses of Amazing Grace out of my pits, a rousing rendition of Little Drummer Boy on my belly, and once got a silent standing O for my Sweet Child O' Mine air guitar.
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1If I'm honest with myself, I really don't know what I was expecting. All I knew was that I couldn't keep the lab afloat without a major influx of cash. So I applied the balm & wait
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4I hope you awake in moderate to severe discomfort and develop fearful delusions of paranoia". Although they wouldn't actually be delusions in this case, since my long-term plans
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6Annual surveys to determine presence/absence and quantify reproductive success of southern reticulated warthogs will commence tomorrow morning at 0600. I expect that you will
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5provide the requested comestibles. It was a rather long voyage home on the three-legged camel but Glen kept us in high spirits with his endless haikus.
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2contortionist. Bob didn't actually have a problem with E.D., he just needed an extra boost now & then to keep up with Elizabeth. Especially since Phyllis needed servicing every
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3I don't know. I honestly don't. I guess I just snapped or something. Apparently, yesterday, in some sort of fugue state I'd
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3spring of 1974. LUDISCO patrons would riot against machinery and modern technology by day and catch boogie fever on Disco Mountain at night. One particularly groovy
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6plunged it into the antimatter without stopping to consider that I hadn't reset the equilibrium dial on the proton pack. Einstein hacked up a chunk of quantum cake just as we