Finished Folds (901—920)
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5We fixed it by giving out gas masks to the arriving attendees. The Mayor's gala banquet would have gone ok, except the dragon feet decided to tap dance merrily out of the cauldron
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0Force everyone to undergo librarian training. With their faces molded into scowls of diapproval, their spectacles perched primly at nose end, inner strictness would drive fun
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3So nobody was allowed to raise their arms in the subway any more. Their olfactory senses not under constant attack now, a calm reigned below the earth. Former muggers now smiled
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3So he carefuly wrapped his dad in a sheet of canvas, and gingerly carried him out of the museum where he had been on display. "Into safe storage you go!" he declared stridently
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3He was squinting up at those dazzling lights right now, his jaw still ringing from the stunning k.o. Creed had delivered to his shocked chin. Maybe his idea wasn't so great
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1Disneyland. When we landed there folks thought we were part of the show, so when I marched out with three little green people and my cat 'bot, they approached us for autographs
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5and recruited Spock to apply a Vulcan nose vaccum, effectively drying the counter, along with most of the water bodies in the planet below. It was now essential to beam down to the
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2But once the effects of the LSD started wearing off, I began feeling my usual dreary self again. You know what? Maybe there is no purpose in life. I pondered that,
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1The film's star, who only spoke Japanese, scratched his head and wondered what that funny kraut was talking about. So he was too busy to notice the prop train that ran him over.
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4James Bond Schluchenbach, to be even more exact. Biggest nerd in my class. Even our dorky science teacher is cooler than me. In the cafeteria, I sit alone. Stone cold alone.
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2"911? I need to report an escape!" The wail of sirens could be heard now, and squad cars stopped in front of our house. "Mam, you're under arrest for letting Truth out of her box!"
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2But sasquatch had other ideas for me. As I scribbled into my diary, a shadow fell across my window. It was bigfoot. Glass shattered as a huge hand reached in and crushed my throat.
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1so he received spacious accomodations at the Joker's highly acclaimed Seaside Resorts Exemplary Assylum for the Criminally Insane, where he spent his time burning magazines.
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2by making funny faces. Despairingly, I wondered if doing away with myself might result in my double's death- removing the threat. No... that would mean giving up Cap'n Crunch
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3that she's really Rosie, the Jetson's maid, who was easily wafting the ball gracefully back at Mr. Spacely, sweating profusely because he'd need to give George a raise if he lost
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4latest Mars explorer. Unlike Firefox, this intuitive web browser allows you to space out in the middle of an e-chat, and will fill in the rest of your side of the dialogue, so you
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5gave him a case of indigestion. He could feel the ship's crew still rattling inside his stomach, and he wished they wouldn't spin its wheel so much. How would he shed the weight
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3it carefully at the finely crafted chandelier. Down it came on Pazuzu's head, splitting it open & revealing that he was hollow inside, filled with all manner of refreshments. end.
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4that was more worms than peach, since the old lady was partly blind, too, & not very good at checking her fruits. Still, rattlesnake soup connoisseurs thought she cooked o.k., and
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3In the next room we found a clue to what we came for: our entire expedition of wizards, thieves and sanitation experts stood in awe in front of a single, tiny, booger, glowing with