Finished Folds (741—760)
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1gh of the sloppy seamen all over the bar. They were disgusted by the sticky, smelly mess. They decided to beat it...just beat it...beat it...get the hell out of Dodge.
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1measurably smaller than the length of Pong's sheath...well...balls of all kinds were lining up outside of the sporting goods store. And when the news reached Beijing, the table
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3It's like his mother always told him. "Stan," She said. "If your weiner falls off the wagon don't just pick it up and put it back on!" Well, I've always lived by those words.
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1no underwear on Saturdays. Why is it always so difficult for people to follow the rules? Huh? That's why a jury of their peers...spider monkeys on crack...that's how justice
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0Thump...thump...thump...NO, it wasn't the sound of the sweet, sweet rabbit tail banging against Thumpers headboard...it was the sound of heroin inside his brain...MAKE IT STOP!
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4cy karate chopped Loud Lucie in the throat, placed a plastic bag over her head and sealed it with a zip tie. "What were you saying about the 2-for-1 deal and Spiderwoman?"
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2blank pages. A diary...in which he had never made any entries...but he was planning to...someday...but he couldn't take his mind off the pain from the dog bite...blooded spurted
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1"Security! Please! Somebody stop...!" But it was too late...the sprite had eaten through her navel and exposed her
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2he wants me to blow out some candles and make a wish? Okay, Gutman...I wish you'd wake up tomorrow with a crotch rash that just won't stop itching...and, I wish that your wife
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2going to catch me on my electric wheel chair. I had stolen the thing from the little old lady at Walmart. Knocked her into the rack outside the pharmacy, causing all the Depends
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2d. "This is not true Wodka. I have been to your Milwaukee, W. I., where supposed Russian mafia sells this crap made from distilled pig's liver. In Russia, we use potatoes...
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2the best in all of Timbuktu. But nothing could rival his 17 hour long film of the Shara Desert at night. Move over Andy Warhol...my work is the best cure for insomnia...
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1Ah, yes...Halloween...the height of the illegal drug trade in Baltimore...and, Lord knows...there were tons of drugs to buy and sell in the Charm City...and Christmas was right
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0the peach cobbler she had eaten for lunch, and then, like a dog, licked it up off of the lizard's tail. The lizard puffed out his beautiful orange neck pouch, and shouted, "You
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3homeless tramp, Dorothy. Yes, it's true, I have no brain, and the Tin Man has no heart, and the Lion has no courage, but...you...useless little Raggedy Ann, you know nothing about
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4chapped your ass. Like Lloyd said, "I got no food, I got no job, our pet's head fell off, and now the chocolate is melting. I'm such a loser...
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4As she flaunted them for all to see, the splendid light adorned Betty’s magnificent breasts, which made Jill replete with jealousy, after all, her thin legs were no contest for
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7sharpen his pointed teeth on a limestone which he carried under his fire-red clown wig. He loved to scare children by wearing women's underwear on the outside of his
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4warts to the Delacruise sisters...Marguerite, Juanita, and Phylis. None of the sisters were impressed with the warts, but Phylis had her eyes on my
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2hadn't disappeared into cyberspace...still, I held out hope. I wasn't going to give up my dream of being the first person to fix a hard drive inside the drive. My dream lives on!