Finished Folds (41—60)
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2some orange overalls a size too big, cool tattoo stickers, a Spanish dictionary and a cake with an inconspicuous file buried in the middle. Dwayne opened the back door of the limo
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4Bob bit my fingers off. Pure agony. I screamed at the top of my lungs whilst he muched and crunched on my pruny fingers. "Terribly sorry!" Bob said. "I was so hungry,
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3he sneezed and fell from his hiding place. Little Trostky froze in place, as a dark and brooding figure stepped out of the shadows. "Bless you..." he whispered menacingly.
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4she found to her dismay that it was not in fact a delight. They tortured her by making her sample horrendous flavors of Turkish delight, each time a clerk would make a note of her
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5waves. "You know, Old Keven? The alien who tried to destroy our planet about 7 times before?". "Ah yes, Keven." she sighed as her cigar was drenched in an oncoming wave. The gundam
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4like hebrew but he had a mind not to question things and respect people’s wishes -especially dead old widows’ wishes. The police finally arrived over complaints of bad banjo music
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5It turns out that the prisoner was Barnes, the sun destroyer and he had buried an anti-solar weapon in the earth. The planet split open, revealing a giant glock pointing at the sun
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5Suddenly, a harpoon shot out of the open zipper and homed in on the defenseless slinky. With a thrust of his hips and a smile on his face, he pulled the slinky back into his pants.
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2swooped down and perched on his shoulder. It was his psychiatrist, Dr.Skavenjër. “What the- Tom, you smell like death! Have you been drinking hallucinogenics again?!” he squawked.
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4Norm’s nostrils flared at the disrespect from the instructor. Norm had no choice - he had to go all out, and fell into his signature dance routine: “The Alabama Rocket”.
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13Flopp writes this to commend Firebolt391d for just being such a rad person and an all round amazing human. And that goes for the next folder too, after all, this is
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6it seems like the folder, and his/her thought process has changed. Now what? This is so confusing! How is anyone supposed to finish anything at all? And why does the 4th wall need
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5and was met with a long queue of spaceships, waiting to leave the Earth. Barnes cursed. “Damnation!” the intergalactic traffic lights had malfunctioned, and the collapsing star
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4the craze these days to become a miner, risking life and limb to put food on the table. Not everyone makes it past the weaning stage where the eyes are exposed to freshly cut onion
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7regurgitated a hotdog in perfect shape, put it back into the vendor’s tray and took the money from his hands. The whole stadium seemed to be stuck in a never ending time loop,
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6smug as he put his foot down in front of Future. “You know... I am technically in the future compared to past, so I say we both go first.” And with that, they left the Past behind.
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4the castle Crapper. He wept openly at the task at hand. Excalibur was a legendary sword, certainly not to be used to unclog medieval toilets... Arthur wiped the tears from his eyes
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4at this point, unstoppable. Bruno nose-dived and swivelled, loop-de-looped and rolled, all the while letting out a long thin stream of faecal matter. The budgie was glorious
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4On the big day itself, the cake arrived in a lorry and was unloaded by greasy workmen. "Here ya go mister." they placed the cake in front of the bride. "I DONT LIKE YOU" written in
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3to add a line to the fold to see what the hubbub was all about. "Ah, I see" they mumbled with a tinge of regret. The person writing the fold was disappointed by how accurate their