Finished Folds (101—109)
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7A Levantine man approached my house yesterday. Maybe it was me, but he smelled like saltwater and pule, but that's not what I'm here to talk about.
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6instead, moved on to settling down with children or getting Lootcrate. God knows how that works, but it's the puppet's decision to make, not ours.
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0of velocity, both of the ship *and* the captain. It turns out the captain was both fast in the pants and the deck, much to the disappointment of the first mate, who was Jewish.
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0And ever since then, the ice-cream vendor who happened to be near that place was extremely traumatized. Last anyone saw of him was the "hard cream" coming from his pants.
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1But then, it slowly came to him. The she-wolf was actually a descendant of a race of painters, whose art is in their blood! Poor Dr. Grosz knew that no one'd believe him with that.
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2, but alas, it was useless! The offenders had a grossingly large tongue that slurped away the creamy pastry, and considering all the options left, she's now a damsel in distress!
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8In Hungary, a museum finally opened to allow ponies in to see the Holy Right Hand of St. Stephen, a controversial and tremendous act done like none before.
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2' for the India, which was said to be where Yuke's spice rack is. Sir Joust thought this was some form of fancy piece of kitchen jargon, but went off anyway presumptuous.
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2ran down the stairs, but she soon slid and fell, case by case. Bump-bump-bump, went she, like Claire dragging her silly old bear down the wooden ledges. A sore spot it was until