Finished Folds (1101—1120)
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6Our cove ceiling now suffered smoke damage and the elf's curly shoes were blocking the flue. While trying to unstuff the brownie from the chimney, i heard pitter-patter of little
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3at Guy Fawkes day was early this year. Dowager, pop. 62, threw effigies in the bonfire unaware that my bungalow was inside the blaze. i looked on with resigned disgust.
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2In the back of the Sports Memorabilia shop, sat a boxed set of Expert Edition Dungeons and Dragons published in 1981. Inside, was a cribbed notebook of the Necronomicon.
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8time, she was in the gutter. But with her new limo, she transformed into a celebrity. Cynthia pulled me into the back. "Fasten your seat belt, it's going to be a bumpy ride!"
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6randomly wandered into a diner. "Do you need a job?" said the cook. She nodded her head. Two weeks later, she was renting a flat. She looked out at the Utah morning. How did I get
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5"Keep it going!" My line supervisor was breathing down my neck. I decided then and there I had it with meat packing. I pulled off my bloody apron. "I've had it with Spam!"
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5static electricity weapon was working. The fur from the flying cute animals caused a discharge that acted as EMP for the war machines and also decimated their morale. The kittens
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4I am the first one in line! Kharma can just wait, along with Fate and Death. I am going places! No one can tell me that my life will change! I have set my plans in stone! But then,
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5CLAUS. Stop messing around with your rocks and get on that sleigh!" she said. "They're actually minerals..." I said. "I DON"T CARE IF THEY ARE LUMPS OF COAL GET ON THAT SLEIGH!"
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4hours. Why do they haunt me? We used to be the best of friends until there untimely deaths. I miss Blinky, Pinky, Inky and that ... other guy. The yellow pills to keep me going
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4I said to myself as I looked into the gas station mirror. My head pounded like pugs in a mosh pit of a prog rock concert. Someone had slipped me a mickey. I must be getting close.
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5"Go! Go! my pet! Spread chaos and typhoons to Asia!" Cackling loudly, I released the butterfly.
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9Glass of 2% milk, two-thirds full, upper right hand corner of place mat. Red fiesta-ware plate in center with smooth peanut-butter sandwich on white sliced in equal fourths.
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2Woo-boy! the funeral you had for me was great! Who made those ham salad sandwiches? Delish! And the look on your face when I popped out? Absolutely priceless!
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7Since the police had me tagged as a suspect, I knew then I had to incinerate my garbage. Any phone bill, any left-over sandwich wrapper, could link me to the scene.
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4. Wearing Christmas Balls as earrings, I twirled into town with my green frock. I picked up a large goose carcass and swung it on my shoulder. It would be the bestest ever!
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1pulled out a hefty bag, used a snow shovel and sprayed the area with Lysol. The ghoul then hauled the ex-canine to the dumpster. The ghost of the dog followed.
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4. He stepped back for a moment, then smiled. He removed his loafers revealing cloven hooves. His flame-red eyes met hers. "Nobody's ... perfect."
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6leg of priest." said the cannibal on my right. I deftly folded my napkin and hid my uneaten portion of parson. "You like?" he smiled. "Divine" I murmured. A glass chimed. "A toast!
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6"Go for it." I said. I pushed back the bubble wrap and wedged myself into the packing crate. I checked that I had a bag lunch and plenty of air holes. They hammered the lid shut.