Finished Folds (601—620)
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12reached down and held the gold rose in the palm of his hand, the train hit him full force at 160 Kilometers per hour...and there was silence...and time took hold of him and sent
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5ened by the deafening blare of the blasted alarm. It's enough to drive one insane!...where did my sweet woman go..I of course replied, "something here inside cannot be denied."
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8...he was a man of few words, so nobody expected his three-hour-long diatribe about the evils of corned beef and the godly pleasures of pastrami...but they listened...silently
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4have you ever thought of changing your name to Bob?" Saliva dripped from his bottom lip and his left eye twitched uncontrollably. He swallowed two Risperdal and four abilify
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4It's time for your high colonic, followed by one of my ass-slapping massages...if you're gonna kick the bucket, you're going out with an ass slap, same way as when you came in...
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4"Okay. I'm holding the sausage. Now what?" said a deep goofy voice. "I'm speaking metaphorically," I told him. "Just give me the Slick Rick 'n' Tricky Dick special club...
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6The waiters placed the huge silver platter directly in front of Mrs. McGurk,...slowly...enticingly...they removed the cover and revealed course two: Siamese cat lightly breaded and
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5swung out and around and grabbed him around the throat, and he spun out-of-control headfirst into an oncoming bus...egads...what a mess...it must've taken the EMT guys a good three
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4Most of my nights are restless. Jarvis is dead!?! How is that possible? Worse yet, how does Detective Marcus think I had anything to do with it. Murder? Me?
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21I am a prosperous, despicable, two-faced, incompetent, ill-mannered, mindless, callous, miserable, corpulent, blustering, erectile-dysfunctioned, man and I would like your vote!
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6I accept the challenge to not "mess up" this story, which means I'm not too bright or I'm stupid...but at least freed from the eternal pox, and defer to the next folder--good luck!
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4stared blankly at the 5 pills in her hand, "What are those?" "Laxatives!" Alice smiled broadly, "We should have enough bowel movements, David, in order to fit inside our tiny home
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3...a Paul Bunyan of a man...all right, I...I know that's a cliché, but it's the story direction that matters here...he was only 17 and she, with those round glasses, was 27...and
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5Actually, not many things were worse than snow...or freezing to death...in the dark...She couldn't think of any...then she thought about the warm sun and the sand on the beach...
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6Of course, her fancy was not tickled for long because, alas, a woman dressed in a plushy Pink Panther costume would not have a bulge in the crotch. If he had remembered camel toe
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6a pink dress, orange socks, red sneakers and a green hat...don't mothers tell their sons not to grow up without any fashion sense? And to make matters worse...this guy didn't wear
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2nstrous beef jerky, my Slim Jim meat stick, my smoked sausage and rub it on your smooth, hard apples. That's a combination sure to bring any Super Bowl party to a memorable climax!
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2took his advice, literally, and booked a flight to Toledo, Ohio, thinking that it must be the place closest to hell on Earth. When word got back to Count Tentacles that his
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7market and purchase honey. Two bees or not two bees, which will make more honey? Is it nobler to eat the honey of Italian bees, or to go for aggressive African bees and be stung
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2...it was the wretched reek of the New Jersey Governor's fermenting belly and ass folds that thankfully felled the crazed Judeophile. The Tyrant (call him Donny) threatened to