Finished Folds (361—380)
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1Something he could turn his back on. That was because he had no back.
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4... sorry, Teen Beet magazine. Teen Beet was a periodical covering such vegetative celebrities like our hero, JGG, Rhoda Rudabega, and of course Tina Yothers.
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2Idiot said he's holding thermal underwear!". Cindy laughed at inappropriate points and had a hearing impairment, which combined made her
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1then gagging us with them. Touché or touchy we weren't quite sure what to qualify this as. Anyway, the Entenmann's doughnut saleswoman
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4T and other lame geezer rappers. The bathers apparently liked eating pork roast whenever they watched arena football and needed to bathe. Just then Coolio said,
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1just a way of misspelling venison. When would his dear meet deer meat one-on-one? She had never sampled gamey meat before. Well, except for that time when
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3flung himself off the cliff screaming, "I'm right! You're wrong!!!!!!". Liz and Dwayne heard a thud, asking themselves what that was and then resumed their polite conversation on
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3about four inches long when fully extended. His shortened members were no match to the man-eaters around him. He grew flaccid and
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3Brett Somers and Charles Nelson Reilly were so drunk. (How drunk were they?). Brett Somers and Charles Nelson Reilly were so drunk that they
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2In the suntan bed I had installed in my cramped hovel. You see, ever since the melting of the ice caps, the weather along the coast near the submerged Las Vegas had turned
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1Hyacinth Bucket (pronounced "bouquet") his role model. Meryl Streep his muse. Anderson Cooper his archenemy. Anson Williams
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5Indiana was the last place Stephen expected to find his purpose in life. Meth labs, blighted rural towns, and false piety were the usual suspects for his expectations, but Stephen
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0could pass my cosmetology boards. Brenda had always done better on the cheap wig "model" she used in beauty school. I, on the other hand, did better with my 6-year-old brother,
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1up the inch-to-mile ratio on that one. So, we just relied upon GPS to get us the hell out of there and on to a more pleasant locale. Just then, the karate teacher
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1it to the end of the Pontiff Poop hat (called a mitre in some circles), and proceeded to cut off the point. Pope Poopie could now serve poop pastries with his new pastry bag, but
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2then ............. nothing happened. Had he lit the fuse? Were the firecrackers duds? Was it the........... Bill was dead. ......Now how are we going to light the damn TNT?
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7pita, naan, challah. His ex-wife was not choosy about her carbs or her men. She knew which side of the bread Ben was buttered. Let's just say he was into orange marmalade.
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3Call the goddamn ambulance, you bitch! I'm on fire, have one leg, and now have dice for eyes. How they hell am I gonna serve my pimp?" Jessica Simpson then hung up the phone
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3klesmer. I loved it. Unfortunately, with no arms, legs, ears, nor eyes, I could only play with my tongue. I could smell and taste my music, much like
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4into iambic pentameter. The horror! Every stanza of the chant echoed into the canyon and back in perfect rhythm. Mounting their hogs, the inferno cherubim (local chapter)