Finished Folds (1—20)
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9Lifting the soup high with one hand, Bill tossed shallots into the crowd as was customary. The Onion Queen smiled and the crowd cheered - the harvest would be plentiful this year.
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5once looking back. Although he does pop ‘round for tea and biscuits on occasion which is quite thoughtful. The fold never did get decoded, but perhaps it's for the best. More tea?
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10But my wrath is a swirling fire! / None shall escape from my ire! / ...ooh but that goat IS a beauty… / with horns so fine and haunch so juicy
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5He felt time dilate and stretch around him as the fabric of reality was manipulated to his whims. Then, a most unwelcome thought: "Did I leave the stove on?"
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8The moon slowly rose in the night sky, the fading echo of an unholy shriek from thousands of tiny frothing mouths the only legacy of the Sea Monkeys.
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6the racks upon racks of fashionable and reasonably-priced yarns didn't respond. Stooping to better examine a selection of mauve knitting needles, he gasped as his incorporeal form
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6Nothing lasts forever, in fact. Some may insist that diamonds are the exception, but have you ever seen a diamond in hell?
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5made him hard to get to know. Nobody minded that he had tentacles, but he was always so self-conscious around us that he never opened up personally. On the battlefield, however,
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6told me all of this! He really has a head for state politics." Ms. Pat shook herself out of her stupor. "Now Timmy, dear, you know how deceitful goldfish can be."
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13This pleased the Grammar Police, who let her family go after mild syntax injections. She breezed through college, becoming First Lady of Linguistics. Her family was very proud.
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9With lightning-fast reflexes, she spun and caught the container with chopsticks, inches from her nose. "Oh, you're a sly one. No beets for a month." I groaned.
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7It flopped at the box office, but became a cult classic many years later. Michael Bay, on his death bed, was heard whispering, "It needed more explosions." Truly, it did.
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3But this morning, the unthinkable. Joe prepared his ceremonial bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios as he always did, lifting the oat circles individually from the box into his bowl. But
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3Coughing, the wizard fanned away the smoke. He was safe in his study, a little the worse for wear, but alive. He patted his pockets. "Now, where did I place my pipe?"
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6He lay undisturbed for centuries, the silver remnants of his body slowly succumbing to the elements. In time, a small shrine was built around him and mourners came
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6The knife point was now wobbling inches from my neck, and I needed an answer. "It was the robots, Chef. You know how they like to excrete liquids." A snort. "Be very careful Jimmy
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4The undead army fought valiantly, but the reptilians had the advantage of superior reflexes and also actual flesh. Ef'ng Kould was forced to surrender to the cold-blooded overlord
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4"Just get out of the way, kid." He said, shoving him aside and grabbing the cake, somehow missing the lit fuses of the firecrackers. Seconds later
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5I reluctantly looked over at Steve. He was pointing at me and winking. Urgh. Steve. Thankfully, Applied Magnetics labs required heavy lead shielding so at I could ignore him
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6the fact that we know that lava is edible. Long rumoured by fringe volcano fanatics, recent advancements in science have ushered in a new dawn of extreme cooking.