Finished Folds (141—160)
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2good tail, tail you can take home to meet mama, was hard to come by; as young and scholarly as Plato was, when it came to be negotiating for the kind of tail he so richly desired,
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4Unexpectedly, a short, fat, bald man in red pajamas, holding a red balloon, yelled, “Is this the Half Wit Protest?” Another protestor spoke out, “Do we need a cause to protest?”
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3out a bright pink Beretta and blew a hole the size of a walnut through the crotch of my pants, missing the family jewels by a pubic hair. “I missed on purpose,” Mr. Dalut grinned.
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4wrangling wildly about wintery wiles where wire wheels winded wondrously over workfolk withering on the wind. When whole wheat white-water rafters wasted away is when ways and mean
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2explained, “I told the bouncer I was a friend of Shemp’s, and he said, ‘That bum owes me twenty bucks,’ and then he kicked me.” “Let me do it, Moe,” Curly cried, “I’ll get us in.”
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4“Listen,” a gruff-sounding voiced asked, “I sent my trained sparrow over with 500 bucks to purchase lottery tickets, has he arrived?” The bloodied swallow lay dead at Huong’s feet.
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4Suddenly, without warning, his alter ego took over. He slapped himself hard across the face and let out a menacing laugh. Then he rushed off to find another body to bury…alive.
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5he won’t be responsible for what happens to me. He explained that 5 to 7 was Happy Hour, and everyday at Happy Hour the local Cub Scout troop comes in and rapes everyone under 21.
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5duck named Homer as her confidant. She and Homer spent many happy years in Venezuela living off an inherited oil reserve. Until, one day, Nazi Hunters assassinated them both.
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3For the politically correct, Idris Elba will portray KENNEDY, the love child & UNCLE BEN, the rice king. Yet, Idris Elba, like Cliff Robertson and Martin Sheen, is no Eric Samosa.
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5the zombies enter the Nutter Butter station; it was fated that zombies would eat 5000 workers. But they were saved by the Butterfingers, which the zombies ate & abruptly exploded.
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5trying to assure the world that they were more than a Reality-Television-Show-Generation. Haverty moved back to L.A., and, despite his kindness, lived off fat cat rerun royalties.
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3My last thoughts were happy thoughts about naked Annette O’Toole, with her flowing red hair, running toward me, waving her breasts like they were some giant life preservers…splat…
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6Leather Suede Divan. Suffice it to say, I wasn’t happy, specially upon seeing my Richard Pryor crack pipe in the gutter. He stood in the 2nd floor window urinating down on my stash
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4the very minute we stepped off the boat.” The Man Who Folded the World informed Det. Manatee that he enjoyed the kiss in a symbiotically platonic way. Det. Manatee grew aroused.
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4e. I knew nothing about my heritage; my pillow guy, Mike Lindell, was my illegitimate Uncle on Mother’s side; I was nowhere on the inheritance list. Pillow fights were my outlet.
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2the swaying leaves: the bees hummed harmony and the rhythm was in the trees. But I kept believing that chaos was my only friend, ad it became evident that I was too high to drive.
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1Ringggggggg… “Oh, wow!” cried the therapist, opening his phone and disarming the timer, “Can you believe sixty minutes went by that fast. Like a hummingbird. Zip.” “But I was just
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3The time had arrived for Cicada Man to come out of the darkness; after seventeen years underground, seventeen years of tranquility, my tapioca pearls had turned final plateau black
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3certain death, the emaciated Tiger asked, “Why didn’t you pay the extra $4.73 and eat?” The master pulled a gun and shot him, declaring, “I have my money and I am no longer hungry.