Finished Folds (1—8)
-
7around. Dylan began to sweat. Steve, his partner, had messed up big time by not doing his part for the drug cartel. Now he's dead. He was scared and hoped to god that he was
-
4was great, until he realized he married a pickle. But by golly she was a great pickle. Anyways he once had a pet rock, his name was bob. Unfortunately bob got ran over by a
-
2was the oven. "My god," I thought to myself. It was strange how the object that started the fire was the only one still left alive. I went to a fireman and asked him what I was to
-
5It managed to show our true appearance. Both of us, both demons from the world below. But how did the mirror know? Was it magical or like the mirror from Harry Potter? I went to
-
7ensued between the two of us. Now a tango is usually between lovers, but we are simply friends. "No homo bro," I muttered so that he understood. He took the rose out of his mouth
-
6I grabbed a miniature Bible from my pocket and quickly flipped through the pages. There were no mentions of any sin languages. "But uh I don't see what the problem is sir ma'am..."
-
4I cried in front of my now dead friend. We shared so many memories together and I regret not being able to say goodbye one last time. The last time I saw Richie was yesterday when
-
15had to lick away the dirt and grime off of himself as if he were a feline. It was the only way to cheat the bathing prohibition. It was disgusting but there was no other option.