Finished Folds (3341—3360)
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5have to step back. If we are just cartoon characters, Chuck, I could hit you with this over-sized mallet and you would just see little birds and stars." To illustrate, I swung
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2B'chugerroth XII chortled, "Soon my meme will be across the Intranets of this unsuppecting planet they call, Earth! They will know me like LOL cats and dramatic prairie dogs!"
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2It was a place where missing socks roamed across dryer lint planes. It was a place were your missing car keys unlocked the hearts of your lost love. It was a block from Walmart
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2B'chugerroth was pronounced Bee-CHUG-a-ruth and was a hard word to learn for the upcoming spelling bee. Since the school board had now allowed denizens of hell,
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4coin into that much abused slot machine. He knew it wouldn't takes his lyra, kroners or kopecs. The restarant manager advised to go to a money exchange, but he refused due to
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5down to peck the stale crusts. That's when one of those grey squirrels started to muscle into my territory. "Yo, take yer pigin flunkies an' dangle! See?" he chittered. I squaked,
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6Flinging down the rapids gasping for air, I saw that my life choices were like the flow of the stream. It all made sense, until I slammed into a salmon which said
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5heard his voice scream, "I said TAG YOUR IT!" These kid's has just got serious. First it was ring-around-the-rosie and then Red rover, but the bodies were piling up. I pulled my
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2blackhole that was pulling large sections of the den. The lazy-boy imploded in a spastic sucking flash. His collection of beer cans orbited in cosmic rush. "Cleaning," he thought,
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2decided then and there to become part of the Burger Commandos, that elite black-ops force that went against the McMafia and their cruel clown king pin. "My I take your order? SIR?
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1, a murmer of soft fuzzy feet. He turned his head and saw the glint of the stiched rainbow. "Ohmygawd! I Have stumbled on the cave of the Care Bears! Soon he would be entrenched in
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5I thrust it deep into last of the bratwurst. "See if he can make a sandwich now!" I chortled. All that was left was disappointing heals of stale pumpernickel.
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1I followed Uncle Tim's will. I mounted him in a life-like pose of the common fly-fisher. He always loved his time outdoors. The ears were a bit difficult with the extra batting in
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3a monarchy! And even if death raises his sythe to slash the cord of fate, we can be sure that are Queen and her corgies are looking on. For a corgi is the stalwart protector for
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1mantra! My dance will be worshipped by tribes in the Amazon! Deep philosphers at Oxford will debate my toe points! American Idol contestant's will nash their teeth. My dentist will
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5He stared up at the high-tension wires. A bird landed and promptly combusted. It was all falling into place. "THAT is how they are controling my brain! THAT IS WHY
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2He braced himself against the roll-cage and kicked out the back window. Lights flashed by. He flew himself out John Woo style, firing the Glock backwards. The driver
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3Snuggles could stare into my soul with his onyx nocturnal eyes. I told my therapist about my hamster love in all its glory. Sighing, he looked down his nose and said,
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1. Could these be Somali pirates? or were they just over-enthusatic mango sellers? Irregardless, the pok-pok hitting my Zodiac boat was casuing the stearing to be choppy. I gave a
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2"The fates see death in your face!" the crone wheezed. I tried to point to the "No Solicitors" sign but she pushed me back into the hallway. "You shall see!" she croaked.