Finished Folds (121—140)
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1, and ended up drifting off the road, flipping over in a ditch. Needless to say, the poor Maine Coon and her kids were banned from ever using Lyft again. The end.
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4Chimichanga Squad get wind of the bean counters and their torturous tortilla propaganda. "Holy Frijole!" they exclaimed, when Senor Carnitas de la Salsa Caliente arrived in his
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4... oh shoot, I used a pronoun. Dang, I did it again! Argh, why can't I stop using pronouns?? ARGH! MAKE IT STOP! (zoom out to city skyline, where a city block suddenly collapses.)
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1simply delightful at this time of year." Judy replied, "Oh, Cary, you know I can't. I'm allergic to sunshine. I must remain a creature of darkness, out to feast upon the blood of
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0-ll would freeze over before any single Matron would come up with any sort of original idea, much less an invention worthy of the light of day. In fact, these "Matrons" were just a
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3That included sharing his pain. Every one of his comrades would know how much pain he was in after getting shot by those horses. Pretty soon, this form of communism seemed like a
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3But alas, the end of the world was nigh. Insensitivity was irrelevant. It was time to charge toward my foe, rifle in hand, only to be blown to bits by his hubris.
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4soft love honks of a lusty goose, the sweet buzzes of a flatulent bobcat, the soothing sounds of Cards Against Humanity players laughing their butts off. How would the aliens enact
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1-ted plant, where we'll wait, watching with baited breath, before bouncing back to clean his clock. "Always anticipate alliteration," Albert astutely answered. So somewhere, Sam
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3his inventions came to an abrupt halt, literally, when Nova's uncle Brake put the... well, you know, on the whole operation. And so Nova's entire operation hit the skids. What was
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6ckiness into the final fold of this bird-brained story. My girlfriend died, then rose again, a blinding aura emanating from behind her, until I saw the strings and the stage light.
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2see the ice cream truck hurtling down the street, an angry mob of children running after it. Capra was among them. Raines shook his head. "Weirdest case I've ever investigated."
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2heck off, the intergalactic polar bear decided to try his luck at Roulette. That too would lead to failure, as would the slot machines and the poker table. "Maybe I should go back
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4's farts smell like chemical warfare. You ought to be ashamed of yourself, young man!" Joe Dirt sighed. He was used to this, so he took his kazoo and his stink-bombing dog and went
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4and launched them into space, watching through his Very Large Telescope(TM) and giggling with glee as the cans exploded one by one in the vacuum. The cola boiled away into a fine
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1She figures that kids these days aren't really using their brains anyway, so why not feed them to the zombie hordes now and get it over with? At least it's more honest than
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4Dang it, I had to reboot the Google Translate server again. Remind me in the morning to get the devs to fix that rhyming module.
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4So I hoarded pillows, filling my house with them, stockpiling them so I would be ready for the ultimate pillow fight. When my neighbors declared war, I would be ready. Oh yes.
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2But the vegans revolted, demanding salmon roe and mozzarella cheese. They invaded the stores, they harassed the waitresses, and they totally missed the point of being vegan, all in
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4our little solar panels, that is. But the spirit of Cadmus passed us over, leaving us in our alkaline state, destined to slowly deplete our power until we were to be discarded. Oh,