Finished Folds (1—10)
-
2Once he got violent, no one were safe anymore. Slaps and punchings were spread everywhere. And this is how this story ends... THE END
-
2"Iä Iä Cthulhu fhtagn! Ph´nglui mglw´nafh Cthulhu R´lyeh wgah´nagl fhtagn!" said the Cthulhu Cult Priest with the tentacular mask. "Iä Iä Cthulhu fhtagn!" repeated the cultists.
-
5Once upon a time there was a story which wasn't folded...
-
3Without the yoke of the humans, the pony society grew up free and harmless. They have no guns, no fear, no violence, no laws. Only instinct. The were animals, after all.
-
4The Zombie Master of Zombie Zen teachings climbed the hill and saw the zombie crowd that had gathered to listen him. The Zombie Master scratched his eye socket and began to talk:
-
5They saw that the balance was good. And they understood that they need a balance. And everything came to normal again. THE END
-
2The violin started to sing and he saw the White Swan dancing gracefully, turning around, approaching to him. Sensual, virginal. Perfection taking form of a woman.
-
3Pero luego me dí cuenta de que usaría el burro para ir a comprar churros. Menuda ironía. Si no hubiera comprado el burro, ahora ya tendría los churros.
-
5John picked up his things quickly stirring his things. Looked to his clock and cursed. It was too late... too late... It was coming shortly, and John must out of there. Then
-
2should take his things and run away. Run away from the problems, from the sickness of the routine...