Finished Folds (741—760)
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12I threw the Elmo doll across the room. Sparks flew from his head. "Operators code access granted: Function Menu: A. Subliminal Control B. Surveillance C. Parental Submission
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4and he opened the elevator. "Come again?" I inquired. The man just stepped to the back and stared at the numbers. Was it a warning?
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6He spoke to me with his white bone smile. "That was the scariest song ever! Want an agent? Need a band? Hey wait!' I ran screaming.
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5"He thought he was dying, so he told her everything." I overheard this when I was getting my mocha. Who was dying? Who was she? What was everything? I had to follow the voice.
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5. "Well could I still date her?" he whined. His uncle pondered, "As long as you are home by curfew and you don't sign away your soul to that hell-spawn trollop." ... "Agreed."
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3stupor. Sir Brie and his sidekick, Mr McCracker, were the last of the long line of cheese hunters. "Quick get the grater! We have cornered at the Qwick Twip!" The Cheese of Doom
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2, hipster fish logo, pithy remark about my honor student, dismissive remark about your driving, unknown band/radio station/sub-woofer, and politics (god-awful politics.)
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7She was on her final course. "Are you done?" "Almost finished with the creme brûlée." She daintily wiped her mouth and cleared the dishes. He was so tired of being the table.
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9long arms made their lives in the tree canopy that now covered the earth. Without humans, mammals either would glide, fly or swing among the branches. When humans came back,
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9or good-byes, he never finished a sentence 'but' would continue to write, 'therefore' his need of conjunctions, 'as to' this example, 'in addition to'
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6vintage cocktail glasses with funny sayings, no sunken living-room, no avocado shag carpeting, no widow's walk, no observatory, but it DID have
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3They say I couldn't live in the past--but now I rent a time-share in the 80's.
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5a dwarf maiden in touch with my feelings.Working in the mines all day doesn't mean I can't make cake pops. At least I am not a snotty elf, they're the worst. At the inter-species
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6. He took her to her favorite eco-freindly restaurant. They ladled kale-quinoa risotto into his hands. "Plates?" "Water conservation," she replied.
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3We shut down our laptops, brushed off our khakis, drank our cold-pressed french roast, and wandered into the Yukon tundra. We were ready for everything. ('cept bears.)
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6In the murky depths of our relationship, I wonder when I will hit bottom. If only she would release me so I could rise and she will sink further.
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3. Cackle menacingly. Take time to crush your enemies under your boots." My Uncle Bob would then pat me bruskly on the shoulder with his iron gauntlet. "Oh, and use sun-screen."
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5and to the charred flap-jacks. "What are these?" Jem demanded. "UM--BREKFEST?" replied the troll. "I am upset, this is the most important meal of the day." said Jem. "UH--CHEERIOS?
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5dhdgh...dhdgh. I lay down my quill and applied the blotter. I smiled. My calligraphy had vastly improved: such fine loops and downstrokes. Only a thousand more to go, dhdgh...dhdgh
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5I sighed, "Once again, paper or plastic?" He raised his bushy eyebrows and glared. "The answers you seek are within you." "Um...Okaay, Credit or Cash?"