Finished Folds (101—120)
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2had gone to the Mount for a few moments peace from all these demands for miracles. Make my leprosy go away. Fix my lameness. It never seems to end.
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5Ellen began to Febreeze the crack house. In moments the place was refreshed with the scent of a blue toilet. The addicts got onboard and stole leather wing chairs and smoking jack
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0in the fast lane of the autobahn and hope for a Mazerati with bad brakes to rid him of the life force.
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3grow stale on Flour Street. Before her date she Poppied on over to Cookie's Salon to get a nice big Bun. Cookie was a cracker, so she could really make a bun puff up. She kneaded
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2The face was already drawn. One day he tried to draw a Klee head on Mr. Mumble's cheek, where Mumble himself had already drawn Rothko's Red over White. A Modern war ensured.
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1if you agreed to download the Zwinky Toolbar you could get access to R2D2's content library. The fee was $12.95 a month for two titles at any time, no late fees.
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4spearing her on the pike in the front yard and writing Die, Bitch in white rocks would not likely go unnoticed, especially since he had signed his name in pebbles.
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4the misty Moor. Her Nanny had chained her to the radiator and told her to watch for pirates. That if she fell asleep or blinked even once they'd come and eat her kitty Miss Penny.
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3facial expressions were pasty, so he had a sort of Yin Yang thing. He tried to control Agent "C" but that led "C" to become incontinent - couldn't control P in other words.
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2The perv of the cull de sac. His motives for looking in the window were prurient. Mine artistic. Yet we found ourselves looking - peeping in his case - in the same windows all the
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5aphids when suddenly we were stricken with black mold. We had tried to telepathically communicate to our gardener that rose competitions and organic methods do not mix, but he
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3The Super Tiny Ultimate Supreme Royalty Princess Pageant was the first of it's kind - a competition for fetuses. Moms went to extraordinary lengths to dress the girls in utero. The
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2close my eyes and hope the memories would pass. But I couldn't get Dad's thonged rump out of my mind. My Father a cross dresser. And he was borrowing and stretching my BeBe
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0Orange Julius.
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2That one day when he had habanera cole slaw was particularly irritating.
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1lives. To prolong the joy of the evening, they decided to share puns. "Aria you hungry?" "Dinner would Diva ine!" "It will have to be McDonalds, I only have a Tenor."
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1Thus needed to confine her nightly search for blood to suicidal people. She took up a spot on the Goldwn Gate Bridge and waited for her blood meal to arrive.
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0But a little FDS fixed that right up. Ironic, huh? Meanwhile, sales at his lemonade stand were brisk. The hot day combined with
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3out of tune Christmas carolers. But it didn't help. How could well meaning people doing something that horrific to that Little Drummer Boy. He decided to shoot them with Nerf darts
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2screeching "He he he!" But nothing could break the realization that Billy Jean was NOT my lover. What was worse, the child is not my son. I found out thanks to Maury Povich.