Finished Folds (261—280)
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15a reasonable amount, and a place to hang their hat, and a hat they like enough to actually wear, and friends who do not make fun of their hat, and a hobby collecting things that
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2manner like a high speed manufacturing machine whose metallic grip embraces each product for a split second as it zips past then tosses it into a bin. My cerebral emotionlessness
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5After cutting a hole for Fluffy's tail, I helped her put on the plastic pants. She crinkled around happily with her tail high. Then I discovered I enjoyed playing with cat toys.
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1I should say the Law of the Bushveld, a sub-tropical woodland region of Southern Africa. I was in Botswana, hunting down the common ancestor of all watermelon species. My superstit
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8to Elvis. They threw up their hands. Another farting cat! As they left, the U.S. odor police showed up with their high tech electronic sensors & promptly detained me indefinitely.
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4"Fine. Maintain your agitated state while I deploy our R44 Raven II helicopters. Describe the suspects." "No Mom-send out the search & destroy UH-60 Black Hawks! Those shoe thieves
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3"You've been acting suspicious, like you might be intending to write a political fold. That's no fun at all. So we're going to detain you indefinitely and torture you a bit."
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2with no Caerphilly cheese experience approached the Cheesemen at the hour of cheese cutting. "I wish to demonstrate my cheese cutting skills" proclaimed the boy, trembling in fear.
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6and schemin' obsessively, my former life forgotten. Day 60: Tormented by parasites, I've been paddling my dugout canoe up a minor Amazon tributary after King Rat and his minions.
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3He grabbed one of her woks but the panhandler attacked the driver. The tour bus careened down the winding mountain road tossing pan noodles into the air. A hairpin turn threw him
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5did both at once. As he smashed & squirted, the heady fumes of the urinal cake transmogrified him from his human to his alien anemone form. He burst thru the roof of the building.
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3Floor-mop red yarn wig? Big puffy 3-fingered white gloves? But this time was different. Everyone raved about how his legs fit into the smokestacks of his battleship Potemkin boots.
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5"Stop bullying me!" cried Cassie as she struggled out of the huge pile of cow poop, which seemed to be getting larger. "She's shrinking!" said a cow, Psilocybin mushrooms towered
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3with heads too big for their bodies, drooling and pooping all the time!" I gazed at Quinn's oversized head. He frowned, "my intelligence dictates my cranial capacity. My apprentice
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5& his band of Merry Men. "I'm here to execute any persons (or squids) with a name oddly similar to mine, using my mighty coil which I named after myself." Tesla's men grabbed Telsa
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5people always say, "what DID the cat-dragon? Get it? Drag IN? Hyew hyew hyew!" and you want to slap the living daylights out of them. So you are forced to send the poor cat-dragon
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3to approach the stern of the ship. The prologue climbed over the taffrail onto the poop, followed by chapter 1. Chapter 2 grasped the rudder. Thunder drowned out Pappy's screams as
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5lowered her lorgnette and index finger. "I grow weary of counting frankenplant pollen." The thick yellow air reduced visibility to a few yards. Sunlight dimmed to black. Lady Gaha
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6zero-point-energy from the quantum vacuum. Thus fortified the trilobites raced up the evolutionary tree & hopped off in present day Australia. Dr Zook screamed & pointed. The class
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4The interrogator punched Ed hard and he cracked, from the top of his head to his navel. The truth came gushing out. "Scoop up some of that gunk, kid!" "I can't handle the truth!"