Finished Folds (121—140)
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2a home therapeutic medical service catering to men who require enemas to achieve climax; he knew he needed to respond immediately. He yanked his cell phone out and punched in the
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9Double U? He wracked his brain until the pain returned furry-like. That was it! Turgo looked around the racing crowd, still dressed in his horse costume: (W)oab, to win, 1000 to 1.
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4you didn't break a mirror directly under a ladder opened above a very large crack. . .if you did, all bets were off. Of course, for a mere one Billion Bit Coins, ALL LUCK IS GOOD!
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11Bless Me, Father, for I have sinned. I am a confirmed Catholic who strayed from Heaven's straight & Narrow path for a walk thru debauchery's garden: Sex, drugs, and rock 'n roll.
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5ld it to the American tourists for five hundred dollars an ounce, claiming it was the sweat of some Yotvingian Prince who happened to be a direct descendent of Buddha. The island
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4Or was it a Van Dyke. I'm not completely sure, but the townspeople's fuzzy eyes were bothering me. The way they focused on my every move. The colt and the saddle both disappeared.
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4s melting into their hands; my dead Mother's spit burning at my soul. "I voted against it!" I sprayed my anger upon the faces of all the little brats sitting at the edge of the
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4the beginning of the end of the Nancy Reagan "Just say 'No!" to drugs era. Thanks to President Kanye West's signing of the 69th Amendment: Thou Shall Get High By Any Means.
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3in the process of ruining. "Stop! Not there! Don't lick there!" Oprahwindfury--who was usually rather furyless--shouted at the man running his tongue along her inner thigh. Frugal
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8The cocked hat slid forward, “You, my Dear, are NO Icelandic tail.” Stetson felt a bit uneasy shouting, but she was no Fascinator. . .in the boudoir, she was just a half hat. . .
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3took it to the Vet. . .to be put down. When she found out about the dog, her rage subsided and she snickered with glee. Of course, she rushed over to the Vet and rescued the dog ;)
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4Never--not once! In the history of our great Nation--had a zombie reached such a level in the political world. His punctiliousness had paid off. Senator Zombie would soon be
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1When the crack in the wedgie in my crack, I stay woke. When blue white men say they really my friend, I stay woke. When the orange cretin give me a beatin', I stay very, very woke!
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5gouged their mouths and crammed their stomachs full of figgy pudding and elderberry wine. "First comes the stocking off Vixen's leg/Oh, dear Santa lay an egg." Oh, what Joy!
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5I had a lousy sixty-three cents in my pocket, and I was thirsty. I entered the McDonalds and headed to the restroom; after which, I ambled over to the Coke machine and stuck my
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4med to the teeth with enough saline enemas to evacuate a herd of Wooly Mammoth. "Who do you want to purge with all that laxative?" Det. Manatee asked. "Everyone in need" he cried.
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6Before the cranial lobotomy, I was deeply depressed--manic. . .to the point of suicide. . .but, thanks to the handy work of Dr. Demented, and the staff at Psycho No More, I am
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2a monk named Darren, who, until that precise moment, hadn't made a sound for thirty years. "It's okay," he laughed, "It was a dumb vow anyway. I should have given up cornholing!"
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4violet pansy bed, across from Covet Garden. Higgins mused at the way Eliza, at bedtime, when he demanded a zig zag: She said, “I’ll be off up the apples and pear to Fakey Ned.'
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5someone in the testicles--suffice it to say--you damage them for life, but I was back to my old self in the Spring. My virginity was lost: it never returned, but the wet nurse did.