Finished Folds (381—400)
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3she helped herself to the bottle of whiskey I had on the table, only to quickly spit it out in disgust when she found the live slug I had placed inside it. She had legs that could
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4and depending on your personal preference, are the better of the two because their bottom half is the human one. She gave me a look that only a severed fish head could, and I knew
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0Mac wiped the crusty mucus off his eyes and rolled himself out of bed, falling on a pile of empty cups and used undergarments. "What a hellhole", he muttered to himself, tiptoeing
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5he would find himself tied to a chair, blindfolded, and pantless. He wondered who his captor could be, and why he removed his pants. Scratch that, he didn't want all the answers.
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2the glass of warm milk and small pack of animal crackers she had consumed weren't as potent to her small metabolism. "Will I be a slave to naptime forever?" she wondered.
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2was a wooden log with japanese characters telling me to "go fuck myself". Damnit, I should have expected Florgoria to pull yet another dirty octopus ninja trick on me.
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2"Agent Scarn?! I though I left you to die on my self-destructing moon base!" Yelled the mad scientist, who's occupation was now matching a second disposition. That's when the Agent
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1about the rather blatant cross-marketing scheme occurring right in front of my face. Some say it was because I'm desensitized, I would blame the pungent smell of Tiger Marathon
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0fought their way into her relieved but nonetheless disgusted face. After happily ensuring Sparky's return to the living, she decided a quick wash was in order. Unfortunately,
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1Unfortunately, noticing our plan was exactly what the Vo'ox Gurgins did, and soon we were in an even deeper pickle as they had us strapped to some sort of mysterious device that
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1probably an icepack to sit on, that was most certainly NOT "just an ancient Chinese massage technique." Unfortunately, all this inner monologue distracted him from
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0began to tell the hammering tale of how this predicament came about. "Hammer, it all started with that European wench I discovered face-first in a pool of slug refuse, hammer..."
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4enough to cause a proverbial waterfall. The constant thrashing of the harsh waves pushed me further and further into the abyss. With all hope lost of escaping this nightmare,
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6course, otherwise I would be left with little to do but twiddle my thumbs in this museum pretending I comprehend the reason for why one square is blue and the other is red. Art is
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1I have on more than one occasion discovered a hollowed out jack-o-lantern in my mailbox, only to discover my neighbors have received hollowed vegetables as well. Anyways, I was at
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6days previously, when his beautiful wife Cassandra of 28 years had tripped on the overturned LongCat, as did many people. Unfortunately, they were at the Grand Canyon at the time,
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1the glorious facial hair purring in pleasure as the comb wound its way through the fibers of its being. "Alright", the stache told its owner, "you may kill him how you'd like"
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4the head of the general, he decided that this was an incredibly unstylish way to dispatch his enemy. "360 noscope" he muttered under his breath, and he prepared to leap off of the
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1What the man hadn't realized at the time was how impossible it was- cheeseballs, after all, have a tendency to melt in one's mouth when mixed with saliva. Death would have to do.
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2once again know the flavor of the delicious beverage - but alas, such a thing was beyond me now. I relapsed, trapped in a world of hallucinogens and backwards compatibility: hell.