Finished Folds (361—380)
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6Ordinarily, I would eat my meat before eating my pudding, but on this one particular day, when Vanilla Crème was the pudding flavor, I acted extraordinarily and ate my pudding 1st.
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3a humongous beer and cabbage fart; that should level the playing field. Alas, the game was no longer a game: it was a chore--a pain-in-the-ass. The whole damn World was a mess.
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3Then, I bathed in a tub of bleach, lye, and alcohol...for days...until I had washed away all of my sins against humanity. I was no longer a killer...I was ready to be normal again
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3Being grounded was a fate worst than death...he needed to fly...to SOAR and SEED...his species depended on him. So...he hired a cat to scare off all the males and then went to work
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4Well...not really...Marge was there, hidden behind Mr. Invisible Hand. One of Milhouse Van Houten's prized moose heads--the one he stole from the Nixon Museum--was missing.
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6was a bit unusual...even for his own eccentric tastes in Targerian women. Ma'nu'lu, naked, looked a lot more like a Ziptallian woman--8 breasts, instead of 7, 4 butt cheeks instea
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5turned out to be a real horrorshow. If not for downing my fifth Moloko plus, I might have been a bit too faggy to do the old in-out in-out with a nagoy baboochka or even a sladky
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4"My God, Man," I shouted, while searching around for a glass of cold water, "who did this to you?" He was unable to speak; his entire body looked like a campfire had been put out
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2nant revelation. After all, I was born human--I loved, laughed, and cried as a human. . .but my will to survive was far too strong. I wanted to live. . .free. . .without bounds.
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5to be a bit eccentric and something unlikely to meet PETA approval. Instead, a committee of gorilla awareness volunteers decided to lure King Kong Jr. with bananas. Stay tuned!
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6. But you didn't understand--the knee to the family jewels had no affect on you, So, you picked up your ball, with your tail between someone else's legs, and went home. Two days
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4photos of Faye Wray and he. . .naked. . .on top of the Empire State Building. . .liberally at his admiring fans. Of course, the conservative right was appalled by it all. . .
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4But, fake famous people are kind and friendly, while real famous people are assholes. Like Rob Lowe. While working for LADWP, I arrived at Rob's house Mulholland and Laurel Canyon
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1"All right, all right, all right. I'm gonna run into one today. I ain't lying. I feel it in my bones, baby. Gonna give one a ride. . .deep. . .far into the October night!"
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513 1/2 % normal, which is much better than I was when I entered the asylum. Dr. Demented brought me--a natural born Misanthropist--into the Psycho No More Hospital and fed me to
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5crazy broads need to stop coming around here when da kid is working!" Tony, my boss, shouted. "And you..." he turned his attention to me. "You gotta pay for them sodas. I ain't run
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2Melissa's husband, Homer, unless he's drunk. Rule 43: Never place expired condoms in the tip jar at Sonny's Bar and Grill. Rule 44: Don't watch wrestling on your phone at church.
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4very, very red. . .there couldn't be anything redder, except, of course, his face when he walked in on Magilla naked (he, not Magilla)--who proceeded to post the photos online.
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5recounted to the Medical Review Board, "His tongue was three times the size of Gene Simmons' and shaped like a dreidel." The equally high panel of doctors laughed hysterically.
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3So there he firmly stood firm--not as firm as he stood back in the 70s, outside of Lorna Dugan's bedroom., but firm, still--enough to make the women near the hipster machine blush.