Finished Folds (721—740)
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6... *uck it!" Thumper shot adrenaline into Bambi's dope-stilled heart. Deer leaped up, donned a bandana & bought an uzi. "W-who are you?" asked a startled Thumper. "Name's Rambi."
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4Encouraged, I inched closer to the edge of the roof, fully intending to jump off. But fate intervened, and a burgler climbing out the window of an apartment below saw me. "Wait!"
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4a balanced blend of invigorating pharmaceuticals, it kicked ass out of a day of idleness. "Be 100% unproductive, feel $1,000,000!" gushed a regular as he munched his Quarter Ouncer
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3garishly garbed ladies hanging out. Their over-the-top clothes vexed the die-hard fashion cop, who promptly arrested them. A lynch mob formed: "Free Miley Cyrus & Lady Gaga!" Who?
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4With the CEO gone, the other board members chilled. Vodka shots appeared & were upended, Shania Twain music played, & the COO did spot-on mimicry. The CEO grimly eyed spycam feeds
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1urged to "poke a hole or two in your opponent!" to get to the immense burrito first. Now, the TEDx site was strewn with the chipper wounded who egged on the surviving fork wielders
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6, Giant Harry felt a bit sweaty, so I got a blast of Right Guard which improved the overall ambience, but temporarily blinded me. I dropped into his left pocket, hoping to find a
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2the pie over Pizza Man's head, shoving him out the door of his flat. P.M. tried to balance, & tackled Jenny from next door who began gobbling the pie. Her MMA bf arrived & saw them
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4who will bare with me while I snap at her with my iphone. Next, I upload the pics to a smut magazine- & my future as an ob/gyn is ensured. Luckily, Mrs. Plat was mucho extrovert so
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5They stared at where Chris had clearly #1'd on the floor. "Seize him!" thundered Macbeth. Chris grabbed a curtain fold & swung out the window, landing on Lady M instead of Tigger.
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2First, I was denied a table since I hadn't reserved. They relented only when I pointed out the burger joint was after all empty. My table featured dribblings from the last diner,
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2Ok, they revamped this jet fighter a bit, no sweat- he thought. But when the enemy ace came into his crosshairs & he hit the red button, it only emitted a loud honking sound. WTF?!
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1greet you with outstretched arms. Get ready to be hugged." This was followed by the arrival of Count Tentacles himself. Did that man say 'hugged'? How about 'triturated'? Air! Air!
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2a handwritten inscription on the wall left by another lost visitor. It was dated 1887. Not good. As 2 days had passed, I decided to ignore the rules and yelled: LIBRARIAN, HELP ME!
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2t, because she was already rolling on the floor in vicarious torment, unable to withstand her brother's being tickled. "Heeheeha haha... Stop! Ok, I'll be your sidekick, evil one!"
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3"MOM!" Elliott stared in shock, having walked in on Mary and E.T. necking on the sofa. "Home early?" asked his flustered mom. "Expelled for making out with Ms. Buzzly during math."
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2amn for my job or family- if I could only have you! Return, oh Fair One!" Meantime, the director had the sagacity to capture it all on film- through Marylin's plunge off a bridge.
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3at this violation of nature: "Any idea what those trousers absorbed?! Can we afford to pollute the Pacific?" Indeed, the horizon filled with belly-up whales. He can keep his undies
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3to Stingman all the time: "Look how busy Stingman is, girls! Not lazy like you." And: "Stingy just got daddy in the butt. Do YOU ever stick up for me?" Damn bumblebee! I plotted to
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1drunk, but I shtill knew the inshide of an Abramsh M1. My shird tank of zhuh day. When offered, I gleefully took over shteering...BANG! Uh oh. "Hey, that was Obama!" Ok, no harm no