Finished Folds (2781—2800)
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3she turned and blew a kiss to everybody, and promptly fell five strories down the shaft. Luckily her silver hair entertwined with the cable slowing her decline. She hung on and saw
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8she is a greeter at Walmart. She uses her sultry come-hither smile to entice the men to save money and live better. Known as the Mata Hari of checkout lane six, she
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2The disease spread and soon vegans were vegging out everywhere. The government ordered a prohibition on fresh produce. Salad bars became speak-easies. But the sleep sickness was
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4the old college try. This barn was the ideal setting for my rural improv group "The Farmers in the Dell." It would be a place for comedy and espresso on the Iowan planes. The goats
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3"It's Clobbering Time!" and threw the robber through the front window. In the shadows, the mastermind, No-Nose Ned, thought, "Dat brick palmed broad has ruined my plans! How will
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4invisible in cubicle land. He could stalk his prey with anonymity. When HR approached him, he would state, "Vere is der supply closet?" Bob from accounting was the next victim.
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4BoyCriedWolf posted that the race didn't matter because the end times were fast approaching. But truly, the Moral to this story is "Sure and steady
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5She followed her life dream and opened up a studio for interruptive dance. Her students would perform during sessions of congress and church services. Nobody understood her art.
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2happened that they hacked my FoldingStory account. All my lame jokes and quirky dialogue was now on Wikileaks for all the world to see. Receiving a call from the Secret Service,
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6Mister Darcy, my cat, looked up at me with his encouraging eyes as if to say, " I caught this one, now you try." At my feet was a lifeless, roughed-up, garden gnome... (Oh boy.)
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6Singh mopped his brow, inter-dimensional taxi service had its perks, he often finished day before he even got up in the morning. However, he was assigned to the lower dimensions.
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4invaded Canada. I ordered a maple-flavored burrito at Taco Bell. America had become Neuvo Cuba and had excellent mojitos. For some reason, cloaks were all the rage. I tried to fit
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5His only reality was what was in front of his eyes. What he didn't notice blinked out of existence. Half remembered class mates, streets, North Dakota, all were gone. Post-it notes
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3she banged her shin on the futon. Swearing in Japanese, she tripped through the paper screen. This startled the cat, who ran slipshod through her zen garden. The client knocked.
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4desert ordered a club soda. The other cowboys laughed at his ways until they noticed the spiked tail underneath his duster and the black katanas strapped to his back.
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5reliably gave milk at six am precisely. As Weinerslav continued highlighting time management for animals his ring of cocktail friends drifted away to hide under the buffet table.
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4I found out that if I just added random jargon and cutting profanity, it didn't matter what anyone thought, I would rise to the top. "Quantity, over quality" I always say.
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6called the Snapple Hotline. They told me that every morning at 5, an old rebok shoebox full of facts was given to them and they put them on the lids. I staked out the drop site.
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6"Any cavities, Doc?" He smiled perfectly. The dentist puzzled over the x-ray. "Um, no..." His patient's teeth were all exactly the same size.
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6Suddenly, the playing stopped. The jump rope fell to the ground. The girls turned in unison and silently stared at me. The youngest one in curls pointed her finger and screamed, "