Finished Folds (5561—5580)
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4Anne knew he was stalling. He always asked "what?" when he heard her but just didn't have a good answer. Romney crawled out of the dark closet then and admitted what he had done.
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2Yay, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of the Lohans, I will fear no judgement. His rod and his staff, they comfort me. My cups runneth over and I
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3discover the special sauce reciple that only Ronald McDonald knew. These were dietoms, not really diatoms. They were middle-aged weight-watchers, hungry not only for Big Macs but
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2shook it. Deal! But the hand in my pocket was underhanded and didn't lend a hand when it came time to hand over the hand lotion. They began slapping at each other. Mom
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3some and did...something...with their opium. No joking because it was, after all, serious opium. After they did that, Twaddler named the French man "Twiddler" and they shaved
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2a sled he'd named "Rosebud" and an idea for an epic movie. But what did it all mean?
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4"What now?"The pitiful mimes gestured at each other. The Maori tribes of New Zealand greeted the mimes as they washed up ashore and played charades on the beach for hours, until
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2Invasion. The then semi-soft wedges marched through the streets, seeking revenge on the Roquefort Crumbles, who had claimed their superiority, especially with fruit. Danish Blue
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2The Warner brothers knew they had a "situation" with Bugs. Parents would not understand his crossdressing, although kids might like it. Elmer Fudd had a good suggestion, though.
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4This is what happens when Santa's elves are laid off. I got nothin' and despair rose in my throat, like eating a sugar cookie without milk. I took a seasonal job at Dick's, but
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5There was also a tipi on my head. I was having trouble sleeping and had to see a doctor about it. Between my gas tent problem and the tipi, it was understandable. I took my vali
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4lab before I could revert back to being human. It was great being a boa constrictor, though. I had a hankering for a walrus one day and headed over to the zoo. A little kid
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4Momentarily distracted by the haunting lute melody, he shook his head. "Everything I have," he told his estate planner. "She will inherit all that I have." The puppeteer
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5So I went with the obvious. It was so obvious, she wouldn't expect it. A singing telegram would express my feelings. But not just any singing telegram. One that would feature
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4flaky and somehow...miraculous. Gene called it "Manna Crust" and he'd make it anytime his Jewish friends came over for dinner. So I broke into Gene's place and stole his recipes
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3dead uncle was the main course. He'd been nicely roasted, sprinkled with rosemary, an apple stuffed in his mouth. Dinner with my cannibal girlfriend's family certainly was
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5Dog farts smell really bad. My grass will grow. PCs are better than Macs. These are all facts, despite whatever happened in the past or in the future. And thus, the book shut.
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3midably at the farmer's market. The juicy testosterone-injected peaches became known simply as "Nads" and Father Brown was pleased to note that they were quite a hit among the
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2upside down, naked, and by his heels and dangled over a boiling cauldron of...Jerry opened his left eye...children, was it? No costume = punishment. Whimpering, Jerry
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2He looked at her and whispered, "Let's bob for apples, shall we?"