Finished Folds (1—20)
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4at a gas station after having won first place in the local Extrabean MegaTaco eating challenge. How would Rodrigo know that his toupee would catch fire? Soon after, when the police
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1repellent, given as how she only now got a whiff of the foul stench emanating from his armpit. "Top-notch pheromone garlic," he said proudly. "Rub it on every day. It gives me
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2decides to use his superpowers to read your mind after you've just spent hours indulging in your secret fetish for geese on designer stilettos, a measly brotherly quarrel becomes
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6Wrongly. On purpose. As a joke. Oh, how good old uncle John would crack up watching his nephew fail time and time again. One day, he tricked him into believing that if he wished to
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4Not that I can even play the ukulele. I just own them so that I can make them jealous while I play my piano. Then when the piano gets mad at me, I grab one ukulele and I pretend to
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4To her demise, the planet's supply of Tootsy Pops had been stolen by North Korea who finally achieved world domination due to its revolutionary lollipop-fueled thermonuclear bomb.
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8Wednesdays they got to experience the true meaning of HumpDay when horny camels were set loose to wreak havoc among them.Despite it all, those who wanted to rank up the leaderboard
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4Little did I know that Garruk had already been hired by the infant prince, only to kill me first. The new royal baby formula had given the kid superhuman powers, allowing him to
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6Soon, Mr Dinkleberg's visits had increased exponentially in direct proportion to my disgust at his attempts to trace my mother's gaussian curves. The probability, however, was
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3as it had been discovered that playing too much Candy Crush Minion Saga turned kids into flesh-eating zombies. When the apocalypse started, Anne and her boyfriend found themselves
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4And could not take any more of this nonsense either! Not with one shot, not with two, not even with 5 gallons of polecat vodka!
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7Much like Chomsky´s colorless green ideas that sleep furiously,this was another concept that most people found difficult to grasp.Greening telepaths were not everyone's cup of tea.
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7yet they both already predicted one another's future restraining orders. How romantic! They had spent the entire night after their second date stalking, sending death threats to
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6Everything down to the color of his socks (avalon teal, with a hint of aqua). It was going to be a perfect day... had he remembered to set an alarm that morning. Alas, he did not.
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3Which seemed quite strange, given the fact that gnsts had no business around brats anyway, especially if Indian swords had anything to do with it! Those tricky grassy indians...
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3And so did everyone's patience. Funny how one minute you're out frogging on the street, the next you run out of smokes and people are yapping nonsense at you. Such is life.
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5level of scalp shine, just enough to attract the hot alien ladies. "That 50 shades of Earl Grey isn't going to write itself!" said one of the fake holodeck Picards as he took
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3Never before had the subway seemed so dreamlike, so deliciously hypnagogic, it was as if Dali himself had returned to include me in his one last painting of public transportation!
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5Such lovely things indeed.The beauty! The elegance! Their soothing touch against your skin. Much like wine, hammers, too, age gracefully with time, or.. should I say.. hammer time?
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2Looser than a Thrift Store turtleneck. Which someone would have probably bought, had all hell not broken loose. See the irony? Yeah. Neither did I.