Finished Folds (701—720)
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14a really nice emerald green double-wide trailer with a giant confederate flag draped over the top and Dorothy asked, "Is that the Wizard's place?" But the Scarecrow laughed, "Look
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4es the H5N1 virus and passes it on to chickens. Then the damn egg prices go up and I can't have a decent breakfast without paying an arm and a leg. Yeah, the bells are ringing in
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2The last place I expected to be on birthday forty was inside a six-foot by eight-foot jail cell. But there I was... outfitted in an orange jumpsuit and mushroom-colored sandals.
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1long-winded, maudlin and morose poems on the underside of his scrotum. "Where would a dragon hide inside an opium den?" he asked the Imperial scribe. "You mean Puff, the magic dra
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2Obviously, getting hit in the head with a bat--wood, aluminum, or nerf foam--is gonna cause a lot of damage. It might make you piss yourself and forget your name. Lucy, Mud, Bob
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1disc jockey Grannie back in Sixty-nine, Alabama turned me on to great bands like: After the Fire, A Flock of Seagulls, Dexy's Midnight runners, and, my all-time favorite Kajagoogoo
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3...nothing happened. "Why didn't anything happen?" he wanted to know. "That's why I said NOT to push it...it doesn't do anything...I didn't want to see you disappointed...but
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4I lost everything in the fire: my autographed nude photo of Natalie Portman's best friend's Aunt Tilly, and, of course, my Guy Fawkes mask, which would have helped implement
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2swallowed 1000mg of Viagra. Then the priest rode the horse HARD off of his yacht (his, not the horse's), across the Banana river, and down Boner Lane to Samantha's house, but
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1having sex with the alien women. YES! Plan B. We had angered the aliens by refusing to say nice things about their women...woof...sex organs of green putty with snake-like fangs
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6mussels and oysters either. In fact, Peter wouldn't ever be ready for shellfish again. Holen Sie sich die Schalentiere weg von mir! The flashbacks of the German clam mauling haunt
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3And Ma Bell had a lot of weight to pull...about 473 pounds...naked...and that ain't something you wanna see unless you're into BBW, and I guess boys in the wasteland weren't picky.
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1to see my lunch...my head cheese and egg sandwich...blown out of my mouth and nostrils and onto my shoes...big greasy half-eaten chunks. "The big pieces are mine," Jeb cried.
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5the big hideous knob on his forehead...that massive, protruding, leather-like, pus-filled nodule that had been on his forehead for months, and I was glad...I hated Bob's knob, and
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3But they were five friends with 2 quadrillion different Facebook accounts, so none of it was out of the realm of possibility...but, I pondered...why do I only have 5 friends?
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2...well...maybe the STDs...but other than that...nothing...and I mean NOTHING comforts me more than shrimp and grits on Pizza. That's why it was worth staying alive! I need pizza
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0except over by the triceps machine where a Nancy boy named Marvin Finkelstein dressed in pink sweats and smelling like a French whorehouse was prancing around some 1970s disco tune
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2nearly depleted made in China nicad battery. "911, what is your emergency?" "It's...uh...I'm...uh...uh...ugh..." "Sir, this is 911. We don't appreciate crank calls from bears
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2"There is no way your sissified ass is kin to me, Sally Boy. Pissy Man Syndrome is just a polite way of saying fruitcake." More drivers looked our way and Uncle Les flipped them
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4your meatballs before you swallow! This damn plunger and drill ain't gonna do the job. Where the hell's my roto-rooter snakey thingamabob?" The Boys were turning blue. Time was