Finished Folds (141—160)
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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.
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6Gertrude Stein was referring to her alter ego, Alice B. Toklas’s evil cousin, Bonnie Parker (not that Bonnie Parker), who could ramble on for hours about Matzah with rye and spelt.