Finished Folds (121—140)
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7love his new pet monkey who he affectionally dubbed Marbles. He would laugh as Marbles danced and the two would wrestle in the park. But one day Marbles got a bit to rough and
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3races up before you. Yes. You had been waiting for this moment for so long. The moment to finally see just how fast this Geo would go. The petal hit the metal and the car went
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1scanned left and right in the darkness. The only sound was the slight rushing of water. It smelled of mint and ham. The odor made me gag, retch, and finally vomit up my dinner of
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4bacon was really all I could think about. I covered my mouth and nose as I walked outside intent on getting to Wendy's. The smell was atrocious. Cow farts hung seething in the air
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6pie eating. It was a good piece of cover, large and wobbly. But I soon realized my fatal mistake. She was still full of pie and as the bullets riddled her corpse it began to fly
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3move and move quickly. She sprang with inhuman speed, the needles glinting in her pale hands. Her face was completely expressionless. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my
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2began to sing. His voice rising high and far even over the grunting. Passerbys stopped to stare. Some broke into dance, while others simply stared at his absurd sunglasses.
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3name was mentioned in public? Probably. His mind reeled with the potential. God, he loved Billy Mays. Even in those last cocaine filled binge days he had hoped Billy would return
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4overweight swedish woman. She smiled and then broke into laughter. Another one down she though. Soon I will have all the little debbie cakes I want and then
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3Which is a hell of a lot better then being the T. I knew a T once. Sad fellow. He had a thing for W. Loved her rigid lines and striking points, but, alas, it was not to be because
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4began to apply the make up. The lipstick proved to be the toughest. By the time I was done, however, the corpse looked perfect. Just like a pale buxom blonde. The wig was a tad too
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3experience once. My nurse left my wheelchair at the top of a flight of stairs. Brakes weren't applied and, well, gravity did the rest. Do you know what happened when I hit bottom?"
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3was going to be one bumpy, smelly ride. Mr. Simpson finished the last of his Taco Bell before settling into the foop tube. "Good luck and God Bless SImpson." The General nodded and
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1"Not right now you two. We have bigger fish to fry. I need you two to get to the warp core and unclog the toilet down there. We're getting complaints from the staff." He grinned.
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3gets piped out onto the work floor. The workers get all confused and disoriented. Why I remember this one time when we blared "Karma Chamleon" and the entire work force just
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6essence of a person. Now that's the tough part. Take the giant statue I made of Dolly Parton for Dollywood's grand opening. I must of used up most of my wax just on her
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2gasping. Her pretty lips forming a perfect circle as she tried in vain to breathe. He watched horrified. She was dying. His fantasy was dying. But her mouth gave him naughty
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7The entire band gasped. "But, like, listen man we've put our, like, essence into these groovy tunes. It's all there man. Just yearning. The entire band nodded in chorus.
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4. Where would Chiquita be though? Her and that damnable fruit hat. That bitch had crossed me for the last time. I was going to find her and stick those bananas, one by one, up her
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3called for his his top investigator and put him on the case. Detective Roger W. Pickles. He walked with a limp, had one glass eye (entirely black) and posessed a keen instinct for