Finished Folds (1801—1820)
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2Desk with a pile of papers, saying they were mine. I looked at them and Mr. Troll pointed to my Uncle Jakobius's signature. He died in 1979. I asked what it meant. Mr. Troll told
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1Bought at Dishwalla Jewellers. I have that watch on my wrist now and it still works. Mr. Patel agreed it was worth quite a lot. I had Vietnamese neighbours who shared homemade pho.
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4Dr. Odwalla said that was well put. Dr. Dishwalla jotted that down in his journal, so he would remember it. It was from Anonymous. The doctors left the pink comb on the table.
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5Mufflers and clean them out to save the car owners money. Bobby Jo knew where the Tallahatchie Bridge used to be. She kept silent about it, claiming it no longer matters...rightly
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3Was the reason nobody messed with Parrot. Old Dog was a prankster of sorts, but knew who was a fair target. Almost four years later, Parrot 's wife and children were not fond of
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2Some three years later, the rebreather breathed its last. The only replacement was in China and they took only RMB for payment. It would have cost. £4879. So we didn't bother and
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2In a total turnover of staff, robotization of the warehouses, and a new company name. The old staff was fired and immediately started a class action lawsuit against me. Plausibly,
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2There was nothing he could do. The orbit of earth had already shifted some 3 degrees. All one could do was adapt or perish. Very Darwinian, Dr. Gdujjjvgjkpy noted in his journal.
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3On her disembodied head and boiled it for dinner. Oda Mae shared it with a homeless man and neither noticed the odour police pulling up by the front of their house until they were
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2John Bull was ubiquitous in political cartoons from 1910 onward. He and Uncle Sam were seemingly joined at the hip. For some reason political correctness managed to alter that and
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2They found the drunken goat cheese really tasty, as well as Limberger. My grandfather would have been quite pleased. My grandmother would have been mortified to know that stinky
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3The folders of stories held a festival and celebrated the lost art of Surrealist games. The air was cleared of useless words and purified of obscenity. It was the happiest day ever
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0Hexafus the King was finally done sneezing when his wife got up and wanted to fold stories. Georhe and Jerry Anderson and their clan played "Little Boxes" to everyone's great joy.
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1The great King of Tea was looking for someone to fold stories with.I volunteered. We folded stories all night. At sunrise, we fell asleep and had tea at noon. This kelp mixture was
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2My coach had just morphed into an octopus with painted fingernails. Then the nail polish peeled off, leaving tentacles. The college students were back with a vengeance. Purple was
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1Raced towards the folding stories booth where I folded stories with the likes of Peter Arno and Peter Lorre. This was filmed for posterity by Man Ray. How exciting could life get?
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1One free coffee for each folded story I did. I ended up telling the waitress I would rather have water. She needed the coffee more than me. We folded 50 stories that day. Imagine
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1The stones found inside plums with the help of my plumber friend. He had a roster bought for $300 in 1995. My mum 's fingernails were preserved by the taxidermist friend I had then
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2This was in 1979. And in 2016, they still hung out at the library but not following each other. One wrote books and felt unappreciated by the other, so they never spoke again.
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1Three years later, the velvet kitties became real and lived in her house. They were her furkids since she had no human kids. All were female, spayed and declawed so they would not