Finished Folds (1—20)
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7dismount the Retrograde Assembly Grid - Tertiary Influx Motorized Engine, or R.A.G.T.I.M.E. Next, he'd have to swap out and install Mr. Robot's new D.U.N.K.E.R, or
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6return. Suddenly, Agent Michael Scarn lept into view. "You can close that beak, Ladyhawk. I'm bringing you in", Michael Scarn shouted. Ladyhawk's identity theft days were over.
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3I mean, Trump officiated a wedding between an AR-15 and a Neopet. People attended that. There was even catering! Wolfman Jack and Gia could only shake their heads at such a thing.
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3jersey leotard to cover the Anti-Bowie, which was his prized Bowie package, that bounced everywhere. His diamond testicles glistened in the brightness of the moon. He looked up and
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4forgot what he was doing. The years of lead exposure had addled Mr. Noblet's brain quite effectively. It appeared that...wait...I said this once before. The recursion serum! I've
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5er of crab rangoons. The native Inuit family, horrified, called the police and I was apprehended shortly thererafter. Locked away in the icy prison of Calcatraz, this is how I die.
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3bionic arms. "They belong in a museum!" she declared, with her vibro-whip in one hand and the prized shoes in the other. It begins to rain, and Amanda's arms short out and explode.
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4"Only $0.17 more and I'll have enough money for some ChocoFlan!" said asthmatic Ricky Two-Buns just seconds before a planet from the Bermuda 8 system collided into his bedroom.
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2Sadly, Dunderoo the Electric Bank Teller could do neither, as he produced neither moisture nor ear wax. "Damn this life devoid of excrement!" he shouted as he processed deposits.
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4Twins Riggo and Pumperniggo found out the hard way that they did not, in fact, want to be on either end of a hot air balloon falling 100 mph to earth as a car hung from the basket.
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2For sixteen year old Derdie Haberdasher, he was both, by choice and by profession. Derdie's job requires him to walk the cubicle halls completely nude, and by choice, he farts.
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2the closet doors, the fear almost unbearable. Before she could discern what was before her, Agent Michael Scarn leaped at her, wielding a wok and SuperSaver coupons. "Freeze!"
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4of joy ran down Jimminy Fastersnatch's bionic cheek. The moisture stung his electric cheek a little, but it was welcome pain. To see his aviary lover win such an illustrious award
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5With a cat-like swiftness, she inserted her entire fist into his throat and unfurled her fingers. His muffled cries sounded something like "Afwagguh ehbd guh nehhgg cwach", but she
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4angry sun salutations and violent downward dogs. A 3rd adversary, Lulu Backgammon, appeared. "Let's end this", she said, donning a motorbike helmet. In a few short thrusts, Harlem
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4Something wasn't right here, no sage would drink a common-folk brew like PBR. I was on alert, as this oracle could be an impostor. I couldn't let him know I was suspicious, though.
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4with satisfaction. "Our plan is working as planned!" exclaimed the villainous Busta Move. Busta and Fizzuzzu the Dybbuk shared a laugh, interrupted by Agent Michael Scarn's bazooka
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3could easily complete such a trial as competitive facial hair growing. Suddenly, I hear the hammer of a gun click behind me. It was Agent Michael Scarn. "Miss me?" he said.
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5Slick Willy loading the half-empty clip into his Beretta. He had to do this. Didn't want to, but had to, otherwise the garbage men would keep taking his home from him. He walked to
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4"That won't be an issue" said the dentist. The voice seemed so familiar, but before I realized I was in danger, Michael Scarn took off the mask and plunged the tiny mirror into my