Finished Folds (5641—5660)
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2A purple haze appeared on the horizon and the unmistakable scent of teen spirit arose from the staring teen. The device fell to the ground, along with my hopes, dashed, dashed to
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3the cashier been trained to promote the peach iced tea and was afraid she'd get in trouble with her manager if she'd say the wrong thing. The gun-wielding chicken robber didn't
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3been blown straight back from the Fat Loud Speaker's voice. Sue-Ellen appreciated it, though, because she hated her naturally curly hair. Fat Loud Speaker was also monotone and
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6Fine. We were officially kicked out of the Paradise Trailer Park, for good this time. "Want some apple pie?" Eve crooned, tempting me once again. May as well at this point. We
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6Cherry Hill, New Jersey, our arms got tired and besides, in our zeal for spatulization, we'd left our inflatable rafts back in Kansas. We opened our bakery there and got rich sell
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6Shampoo bottles in the shower became cameras and if you weren't paying attention, you might take a picture of yourself nekkid instead of washing your hair. The Household Elfins
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5"When I asked you to kiss behind the ears, this is not what I meant!" Julie shrieked as she batted down the corn husk and stomped away. Women! You can't live with 'em, you can't
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4he'd met his quota for the month and bought his wife an anniversary gift in one fell swoop. Pleased with himself, he leaned over the table for a quick peck. Communist-schommunist
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4kinda place. Apartment B52. It was big as a whale so when it came up for rent on the Upper East Side, hipster Virgil dialed immediately. The fact that he DIALED probably should
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6He was a distinguished gentleman, sophisticated and debonair. So when his wife named their firstborn son "Porgy," he wanted to strangle her. Porgy LeMonde grew up to become a
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2Royalty Man's story was not over...not by a long shot. Tried as he had in Jumba Jumba land, media piracy was at an all time high. A Royalty Man watched the Jumbanians steal the
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4concerned. He had bigger fish to fry. Jumba Jumba went ahead and signed the peace treaty and let bygones be bygones. At least he let them think so. To be continued...
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4They were pretending to be boogers, but didn't bargain for the fact that the boy was a chronic nose-picker...and booger-eater. The boy was therefore surprised when he'd tasted alm
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2Frankly, the Snobby Candy Witch was sick and tired of Pedro's elephants. She inserted six valia (plural for valium) into Pedro's Nutty Buddy and hosed his elephants our of the sky
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2HIS snack to be polite. He handed HIS snack over to Tracy, who seemed to appreciate his willingness to share. He could hear the wolves in the distance now, and signaled for their
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6A strong urge to scratch the furniture hit him and he became mesmorized by the swinging pendulum of the grandfather clock. Purrrrrrrr...Kitty rubbed up against him, but it was too
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8It all began with Mayan Boy King Ceibal who had spotted an ad in a comic book for sea monkey pets. Two days later, they'd arrived, freeze-dried. The directions said: Just Add
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3rest of his face, but ohhhh, no...not his lips, no sirree bob. He wondered what would happen if he smeared the chapstick down...you know...below. He tried it and was pleased to
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4She sighed. Sometimes it was really inconvenient being a quadraplegic. She could make the best paninis ever with her handicap accessible sandwich press if she could get some ham.
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3because he had been the only chef who'd gone undetected in lacing their protein bars with the steroids they'd truly needed to win all those medals. He defected and now was Chinese