Finished Folds (2001—2020)
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4& he had made an unholy pact with Hedon'tknowwho that he was going to avenge The Warlocks even if it, hopefully, meant Jerry Garcia's balls on a stick, smothered in butter over an
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6Or so she thought. When the kick got to the crotch it never connected with anything throwing her off balance which her opponent had been waiting for. His orange fist was relentless
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6I shoved the onion rings up through his throat & into his little brain. I grabbed the gun he forgot he was holding on me before his body could drop it. I checked his body for extra
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4The Wolf offered to share their den with us for the night. Herman still looked human enough to express hopefullness that we would. So we did. It was a tight fit and involved a bit
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2still believing he was the worse quarterback our high school had ever seen. He led the Golden Calfs to the slaughter 3 years in a roll. Spelling ranked behind Football at this scho
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6It worked out though because their bodies fed all of the game animals. When asked if they were game they replied, "sure we're game." Some game animals were not too game after all.
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4building a time machine so that he could go back in time & beat some sense into God about how bad the whole idea of the egg is. Surely God can come up with something better. Rabbit
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2of the untouched, those eyes of theirs. They slid around Wolfman#2, feeling and sharing his heat. Wolfman#2 felt dirty like he'd never felt dirty before. Unsatiated, the untouched
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3Narcosis of the Spleen with aggravating issues. Her Majesty really didn't have it but the treatments allowed Her Majesty to meet with her secret lover, The Pook of Toranga Spaces.
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5dead end when your whole life had been about making dead ends for everybody else. You chuckled to yourself for finally understanding the old saying, "The dead end you save might be
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4my feline privilege while it lasted. Eventually they tired of harassing the humans and ended up exterminating them. Then their attention fell upon us, the cats. I had my niche in
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6the possible parole of another breakfast beverage which, according so some homophobic beauty queen, was not just for breakfast anymore. You could carry it with you while running th
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5was allowed within two fathoms of Gregor so the crowd had to settle for amazement. Ziggy, Major Tom, and some Space Cowboy were already working over the buffet table. Gregor cried.
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2hit by the shit for being a fan. I don't know what happened. It isn't allowed for Wicked Witches from Arkansas to write fan fiction? I was fan fiction when fan fiction wasn't cool!
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2They waited together to find out what Leo's special meal would be. The Russian remarked upon Leo's fine mane. Leo purred contentedly. Then his stomach growled & they both realised
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2The Nickelodeon that I kept in the 3rd cellar; the one closest to the hellhole. Somehow, someone in the Infernal Court saw it and wanted me to do a biopic about Satan. I considered
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2A pitcher of iced water confectioneries had felt the heat of Dali's halitosis. Their faces, now supported by crutches, spelled out for all to see Voltaire's bustier & to stand brea
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2The minion died the next day of a totally random Shuttem Up event called at the last minute by some deep state bound multidimensional entity known locally as Bubba Qui Omicron.
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7Obligataa could see clearly that Buchanan was a buffoon but she intended to send a message through the ages. The imagined life was a poor excuse for a life. It is unknown if it rea
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3Were portents that not all was well around Valhalla's hearth. When even the valorous dead can feel the cold, Mommy must not be happy. Mommy was so much not happy that the stormclou