Finished Folds (441—460)
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5"Oh, I understand exactly how you feel, dear!" I replied, trying my best to maintain the appearance of normalcy. "Cat got your tongue?" Tiffany remained speechless.
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12Was she worthy of tasting the noodles, however? There they lay, so perfectly in the china bowl, glistening with butter. She bent her head to fathom the aroma. All of the sudden,
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3"Uh, I don't think it'll fit. I'm too...big!" I winked at her. And she had the audacity to LAUGH! "OK, Mister Frowny-Face!" she teased. But I could tell she was disappointed, so I
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6crumbled to the ground, sobbing. He'd seen the whole awful,horrible thing from start to finish! And to this day,Cookie Monster seeks to fill the endless void with...well, you know.
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7Pope would have forgiven them, of course, which was something I could not do. No, never. Not after what they did to me. She turned back one last time, her eyes pleading. I shouted
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4is also on FoldingStory. Uh, yeah.
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4he was losing his marbles. Hungry Hippo leapt into the nearest taxi, upsetting the driver,but this was an emergency! Bullets riddled the careening cab as they headed to the airport
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5legs crossed, but lips parted. The subtle glances, the low growling sound he emitted when he glanced her way. Was he coming in to her? Captain Obvious was at it again.
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5Cinderella's tinkling laugh filled my senses. I couldn't help but stare. She was tattered & unkempt,no doubt lonely. Her best friends were mice, for crying' out loud! A little off?
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7flummoxed. "Nothing," I mumbled,getting up off my knees. "Never mind." "'Wait!" said the Lord. "Just messin' with you. What is it that you want from Me?" I hesitated & then blurted
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8He was tiny & had one lame leg, but he was beloved by the two old maids, with whom he lived. Yes, they were all hungry & had nothing to give each other for Christmas except for
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5ordinary-looking, though. Sandy (synthetic) hair, average height, and, well, boring every other way. A goober. Except that his adam's apple, large & bobbing, was his CPU.
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72 hours later, he was in withdrawals. Shaking, sweating, cursing the day Santa had first filled his stocking with sweets. Santa is Satan, he suddenly realized. Sugar was the devil!
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5out of my ovaries & into the undulating universe, I realized I still owed my landlord my rent for this month."I want my money back!" But the universe simply smiled& slid me a dime.
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5scratching going on around here...or there. Wait... A little to the left. Ahhh, yes. Oh wait! Don't stop! Down! Down! DOWN! Ahhhh... Ahhhhh! (This is never going to end, is it?)
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5heiney, little ripples of fat mimicking the lines of the rolling pastures. "TTFN!" I called as my person disappeared in the distance. I suddenly felt quite melancholy.
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4be rushin' around here for a while!" Jeff whispered to Grzegorz as Vyzvzev continued his antagonizing altercation. "Belarusse us up some vodka. We'll be Putin in our time tonight!"
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5in agonizing ecstasy. And then, just when he thought his ordeal was finished (and just like we see in the movies), the Hell Fairy rose silently behind him again & shrouded his head
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5I looked everywhere, searching desperately for a spot, circling, mewling. Finally, I just squatted where I stood &.... Ah, relief! She screamed & threw me overboard. 8 lives left.
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5coffee. Coffee! Randy woke with a start, feeling crotchety, as those behind him honked impatiently to move ahead. He lurched forward & slurred his order: "Grande, black, 2 stevia."