Finished Folds (761—780)
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5half his normal size and acting like an angry chihuahua. Heath & Steve tried to hold him down but he had manic strength. "I must find God!" yipped Bruce. "He flew away." Bruce ran
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9If one desires footlessness, a substantial positive something is required to create the negative quality. Tights fulfill that role superbly. Nonetheless, is footlessness pointless?
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4know, he was in the sleaziest part of the red light district, where only the most degenerate & depraved dared to venture. He sang, "free at last!" Budget conscious pervs flocked
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1below. The fire escape ended at floor 2. "Look, granny, no hands!" Bob showered them with urine like a Zen master enjoying that strawberry. His pursuers still pursued. He jumped
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6you're a repulsive worthless asinine… GAH!" "So you don't like the flowers?" I held them out to her. She slammed the door in my face. Then she came out and sprayed me with a hose.
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4clown - dead, bloated & oozing pus. The most comical deadly thing in the world had been destroyed by the smallest - just like War of the Worlds. I built a fire & roasted the clown.
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6"It IS your mom!" Party Guest 6 became overly excited & jumped around, knocking over lamps & things when I led my mom out. "This is the best party favor ever!" He hugged her and
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6-ually see the real me, can ya? CAN YA?" I shoved his face into my huge bowl of pho soup, killing him instantly. Pfft. I unzipped my full body disguise to reveal my true identity:
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9the now liquid princess of Dis onto the flagstones. "Oi, clean up that gunk!" said a castle guard. Dirk used his tunic to swab it up & wring it into the urn. Was she still alive?
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3I did. They made me an honorary tribe member. They taught me… nothing really. I left two years later, still lost in the dark and treacherous bush and covered in scars and tattoos.
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2"You're immature, gripe about your personal space & yell yee-haw a lot. We also call you a gangster of love." CLICK! I called a friend at 3 AM to ask what "gangster of love" meant.
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4"Wikipedia says Penge's the archetypal commuter suburb," I said. "Sorry, you have to live there to get it." I had to understand these legs- one lively, one plain. I moved to Penge.
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3Dripping with muck, it roared and reached for my scrotum with gloved fingers! I ran but kept falling like in the movies, until it caught me. We smoked a joint and became friends.
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3hot creosote bush burned in my nostrils. The highway warmed my bare feet. The moonless sky was violet-black with stars like magic sprinkles. Actually, they were. They swooped down
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2me was too long. I did a web search for "things to bring" & got this list: Sleeping bag, comfy pillow, CD's, magazines, pj's, my fave stuffed animal. I was ready for the outback.
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9The wild west saloon fell silent when Baby crawled in. Gun hand at his hip, Snake-eyes Muldoon spoke in whiskey throated baby-talk "Ain't you a cute widdle oobity-boo? Yes you are!
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4I've always liked hidey holes. Before all the shit happened, I'd secretly make hidey holes just for fun. Now they were necessary, but still cozy. I loped along to one of my faves.
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5The anti-hero added "rye bread bakery" to his list of things to blow up. The meth was still drying, so he took his sack of crack and complimentary pipes to the school playground.
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2He chugged the pint and the pernod, went back and returned with another pint and a pernod and sat down. Her surprise that he was sober vanished. He downed those and went for more.
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1Salt & went to the Scotch & Water Park that night to wet our whistles on the Fire Water Slide, soak up the moonshine, slosh about the Wave Pool of Booze & puke in the lush greenery