Finished Folds (21—39)
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3"footage", he repeated... and the all shared a chuckle.. To think they actually had to store data physically. It seemed
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8I'd eat that pea, that crunchy-toasty little morsel and I'd gain all his powers of sarcasm and irony.. and then I'd write....Oh, I'd write, alright... I'd write
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6Except, as usual, that same voice ( or voices, or people) crept up, and the vote was tabled and the matter not resolved and we broke for lunch-bacon-foods and resumed and voted....
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6Yes, I shall write a recipe book! However first I must fix my preaent survival situation. I'll
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5falling onto that stinky little green cake that sits in the urinal over the four round drain holes. On impact with the urinal-cake he shuddered, curled up and disintegrated
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4has improved. So much easier than
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5those rabbits? they should rise up and fricasee crazy uncle Johann! See how he likes that.. And with that, My Uncle Peter Rabbit really did have the last word.
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3haunts my dreams. He knows the real me, the truth of my core; my very being. If only I could have shared more with his dynamic and lively personality
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4I pulled a mouse from my pocket, enticing the snake-woman with a new prize. In her moment of greed I bit her head off and laughed at her self destruction.
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4No! New Zealand I shouted to know one. My telepathic computer transmitted my commands simultaneously-instantly to the navigation computers and my minions.. I was free at last
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5It was then that Margaret, Margaret who hasn't uttered a word since the whole ordeal began, stood up and shouted, "The restroom is a metaphore for our interpersonal experiences!
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2can be so trying, Phoebe thought out loud. She adjusted her hat and marched straight towards the chef. She despised him, the intolerable buffoon
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3snatch from the orchestra. The music swelled, the dancers lept, the curtain fell, the actors cried.
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2Salivating and eyes bulging, he saw his next meal. And in that very instant, between one footfall and the next, he was devoured, whole and in one fell swoop by the GOP
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3nearly finished lipstick and a scent of musk.. A scent that intrigued me, pursued me, haunted me to this very moment. And now, only now, that was about to change.
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3kinda torture for you smelly animals. After we sort you by color and shape,
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4I was shocked. It was Alana the wonder bat staring right back at me. Not three inches from my nose I knew I had to ask her about the bumps on Cochele's forehead. She began
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3raced about the kitchen; frenetic and paranoid. Where's Waldo?! he shouted. He knew the end was upon him. There would be no soup, no soap, no radio.
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3It seemed delicious, his eyes grew wide; he was salivating. The music in my head swelled to a crescendo and my clothes felt tight