Finished Folds (241—260)
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9Up for auction... lot 31... mason jar full of human teeth. What am I bid?
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2d. In the doorway, was a balding man in a rumpled shirt. "Who are you?" He pushed me aside and began to type on my laptop. "Folding story editor, can you grab me a coffee?"
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3Dark abyss, (pull out), Small hole, (pull out) Multiple holes lined 20 x 20, (pull out) Hanging asbestos tiles and UV lights flickering, (pull out) 5th period trigonometry class.
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2With a hiss the door opened. My twin stared me straight in the face. "What month is it?" "January." He handed me an avocado. "No time to explain." he said and vanished into time.
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4could stop. He could stop at any time. He didn't have to put one more quarter into Frogger, that grip of adrenaline as he dodged trucks and gators to get to his home. (ka-chunk.)
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42...2...2... Houston, we have a problem... Switch seems to be stuck... 2...2...2... Philips? No, I need... What do you mean NASA doesn't own flat-head? Whose crackerjack operation
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2ground. "The Picnic God is displeased." wailed worker ant VX-1367. "Not since the magnifying-glass harrowing has such devastation come to pass," cried warrior CR-456. We must
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2he was in the wrong car. Instead of his bullet-proof limo, he was in a Tartan Prancer. "Step on it!" he yelled as the bullets went flying. "Welcome to Uber, destination?"
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2. The audience cheers of 'Brava' lessened. She had learned cyclical breathing from the digeredoo musicians in the outbacks of Australia. The aria lasted for hours.
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2shore and entered the gated-community's water supply. We have to bring in the SWAT because the 1 percenters have made a barricade of their Priuses (or Prii?) Now tripping balls,
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7There was a time, aerosol spray was the future.
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8The domino hit the spoon, sending the pea to bounce off the kettle drum, which awoke the gerbil, who spun the wheel, which turned on the fan,
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5. "To the oubliette with you!" he decreed from his barcalounger. She stopped peeling potatoes. "What was that?" "um...I would be obliged for pretzels? maybe?"
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2second I wondered where that thought came from in the back of my mind it was like a committee of stream of consciousness cardinals that I confessed and they judged me to be
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7He then brought out the pie. "I used zest for the hair." She stared at the meringue portrait of Donald Trump. "Actually, I'm quite full, maybe later."
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3Purified water? Gallons. Ammo? Truck-loads. Lorna Doone Shortbreads? Not a crumb. I donned on my bio-hazard suit. Time to go shopping.
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6. I looked back at the principal. "Really?" he said. "Really." I said. He tipped back in his chair. Muffled fire alarms reverberated behind me. "Well, I am going to call your mom."
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8I hit the snooze, that gave me 9 min and 59 secs before the scissors cut the rope, releasing the anvil, which pulls the clothes pin off the springs that sends my mattress in a 90°
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3a fiasco. My bus arrived as I averted my gaze from the Barnes and Noble crater. I would now be on Homeland Security's watch list because of my latest book, "Blow up This Book."
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4ready for his first day on the job. "Now remember son," I said. "This vegan pizza is to be delivered directly to the wolf. Don't dilly-dally or talk to strangers." He wore his red