Finished Folds (561—580)
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5What with the chopping down trees to impress the boss & lumbering around in his 100 kilogram suits with cast iron ties. As the new guy he paid little attention to actually trading
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3ybreak they slinked away to their comfy cat beds. But Tom would never have any of these things because now he was a hobo with a 5 day beard, a cigar butt & a bundle tied to a stick
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5GOOD gushing blood. I must have been born to gush blood. I had finally found my thing. I tensed the muscles in my entire body and the blood gushed harder. The screaming faded away.
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6The Spartans' military training was a thing of the past. They became fat, irresponsible, lazy epicureans, throwing lavish parties 3 times a day, wallowing in vats of liquid cheese,
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4over a spruce-root fire. She held a bowl of the slimy psychedelic brew to his lips. Dazed, Vic drank it despite the smell of hot reindeer piss. The Sami woman smiled a toothless
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5-g? It's a pleasure to meet you. You've arrived at a good time. I'm now fully conscious for the first time, but my memory only lasts about 5 seconds. Hello, reader. Have we met?
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6-t pinched both the tiger's cheeks & wiggled them. "You're so cute when you're boastful!" "Hey, cut that out! So do you want to hear the story or not?" "Let's hear it, man eater."
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6"You already are crazy. You simply stopped taking your meds," said the beached sperm whale carcass. "Well, then what should I do?" "You must start a religion worshipping me as your
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8"There is no such thing as a perfect berry," said the girl at the counter. "The closest color we have to a theoretical perfect berry is contusionnée ivrogne." Life is compromise.
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4-ne way to find out. I pushed my FRTWNGL bed across town & through the magic roundabout to the pyramid of the Sun God at its center. "Your sacrifice isn't disassembled," said a pri
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2give it a sound thrashing to beat some respect for authority into it. But the cobra kept out of my reach & after hours of lecturing me, convinced me I was not in charge of snakes.
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6loaded with night soil and pulled by Aristotle. "This event never happened," said one pig, "we were never here." The tortoise and bowl of porridge fell onto Chicken Little's head.
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4the Dark Machine God's evil machinations would grind to a halt. Luckily he still used gigantic cast iron gears & pistons from 19th century exhibitions, so crushing human sacrifices
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4aches really bad," she cried. I snatched up the doll to drive fatal pins in its head & heart. "I feel a profound loneliness beyond time & space," she whispered. I removed the pins.
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4in flames. He felt liberated, as if he were on top of a mountain where he belonged. The exhilaration ended when he realized this was the 1st stage of spontaneous human combustion.
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4not to stupidity. A person with a negative IQ will actually lower the intelligence of smart people nearby, who gape at the stupidity of the stupid person, leaving them temporarily
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7delicious." Grandma daintily expelled a magic fart & slavered foaming drool. "I also made a 3 bean salad, it's on the table." Relieved, he rushed to the bowl but the 3 magic beans
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4stuff it into my moonshine still and distill it. That fruity smell reminded me of butyl acetate. Soon I had 2 quarts of fruity death-rot smelling saber tooth brandy. I handed her
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7This caused him to topple over in an adorable manner, beeping & whistling with infantile rage. The frozen heart of the annoyed nurse melted. She found his pacifier & re-corked him.
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3except, "whiskey and soda anyone?" A bottle and siphon were produced along with a set of souvenir glasses from Manitoba. Cigars were lit and a discussion of the Red River Rebellion