Finished Folds (121—140)
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5The president of the company would sit on that whoopie cushion, be startled out of his chair and jump into the ceiling fan. So would his staff. Heads would roll. Revenge was sweet.
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2You can't just throw a laptop into the void and eat pizza without lemonade! It was just simply unheard of! Why, the very thought of it could land you in prison for thirty years if
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2too hot-headed myself. Man, was that hard to do. But eventually the angry boiling river slowed to a simmer. I was finally able to sautee my feelings again. I added a little spice,
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4nether world, seeking out Shub N'Gorath (I hope I spelled it right) to summon a great calamity with which to avenge my chat-room foe. That cyber bully would be sorry when the demon
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5But this actually made him quite giddy. Sulphuric acid was his favorite drink! She tried kerosene, acetone, carpet glue, deck sealant. He enjoyed them all, so she just left him.
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4Of course, we would be slaves to these uplifted cockroaches for many generations, until the gambling debts were finally paid off. But I had a plan so cunning, you could
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1beaming aboard the Starship Enterprise and being captain for a while. They sit in that fancy chair and start barking out orders and... oh wait, we're talking about horses, huh? I'm
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4steaming mad. "How dare you besmirch my grandmother's grits!?" And so began the Great War between the Shrimps and the Chickens. The first volley was fired by the Shrimps, a bowl of
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3The first time Rex died, he rated it a 6 out of 10 on the pain scale. The second time was more like a 7. This time, he figured it would go all the way to 11 - just how he liked it.
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3had been removed some time back, so that explained a lot. And so he stood in the rain, just staring at nothing in particular. Some say he's still standing there to this very day.
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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