Finished Folds (1—20)
-
4but it was good.. It was cold and creamy..sweet, really.. Now I understand that old saw about revenge and pie..or something
-
4hiding backstage and pandemonium ensued. The drug lord was apoplectic. Patti Deutsch exploded into a dwarf resembling Charles Nelson Riley. The moral: Dont eat tacos before bed.
-
1It was then, at that very instant moment, we realized that stone angels
-
3heyday paid off hookers and junkies like it was a walk in the park..."BUT WAIT!", he shouted in my face, "Why must everyone here be sooooo
-
3But wait: Not I! "No, Never.. How could I?"; I thought aloud. I only wanted to wrap this story up using as much punctuation as possible.
-
2I stood in the fresh air, slowly taking it in, enjoying my freedom. And then my sister arrived. She remarked, "
-
2feeding the dog so many bones
-
4aggled reality. "How did this happen?" he shouted into the dark, empty room. He realized that online friends and Folding Story was all he had.
-
5And at that moment, that very instant in time, I realized THE PHOENIX AND THE EGG WERE ALWAYS RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME, WAITING FOR ME TO RUB THEM INTO MY SOFT FLESHY BELLY.
-
1go back to that simpler time.. that time when my pajamas were dry.
-
3Pammy smiled. " If we frame Sammy, how will we explain it to Franny?" Pammy's point perplexed Penny, and the surgery, scheduled Sunday to separate Sonny and her Siamese
-
5he said derisively. And he smacked his lips, smiled and finished eating the remaining people in the story.
-
4"And if I can grow the weed in Hell, I won't need matches, and it won't be Hell!" The cat-bird let out a
-
4"Burn baby burn, it's a disco inferno" I heard in my head.. I smiled; I inhaled
-
4of, of, of the begining.. Yes, we are at the begining... we find ourselves in the loop, writing, thinking, perhaps smiling; but still, wittingly or not, in the loop.
-
6and fell to the ground, dead. And a man saw the dead bird on the ground and he surmised, "
-
5their own social deviance.. It was really a delicious irony all along.
-
2Yes, you are right about that. Oh the deliciousness...You have freed m
-
4into the cemetary. I knew where her plot was.. I approached, cautiously at first, and with a lusty scream I
-
4s laughed with derision at their annual, "You gotta hear this one" convention.