Finished Folds (141—160)
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6they actually came out as 5, then 7 then 12 and so on until he had fielded a 30 man baseball roster of hims. The first task was team-building- a feat accomplished in an Escape Room
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3But life, as they say, is best lived forward but only understood backwards. A concept he was keenly aware of. He roared as he clawed at his shirt ripping it to tatters.
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4Gadzooks. No one curses like that anymore. So Gadzooks passed into the ether like mist wafting in from the sea. But you, Pru, you know OUR names. You keep us alive for the next
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5for a floating trash heap in the middle of the Baltic Sea but for now he was the honorary Mayor of this peculiar island. A mascot of sorts. They even bottled his unique odor and so
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2The penultimate folder stood awkwardly in the corner as the death scene played out. Lyla spit up some blood then exhaled her last breath. Polly steeled herself for the Last Folder
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2And so he did. And Summer turned to fall. And fall to winter. And still he waited in line for his chance to pass the test. And the months turned to years. And the years to decades.
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9The languid stoat sat there unmoved. Ol' Possum thought for sure the stoat would exhibit at least an iota of discernible fear but no. Possum was flabbergasted. Cruella became impat
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3from the old robots except inappropriate comments and sexual harassment. He was glad they were gone. He had brought them up to HR on multiple occasions only to be rebuffed every
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3retrieve a couple strawberry cream covered pocky sticks to nibble on while I tried to wade through the brain fog that had overtaken me. 1500 yen seemed like an awfully large sum of
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4-itz around. Jon Lovitz used to visit periodically. In fact, he had helped me pick out my persnickety cat at the shelter. But it had been 3 years since he had last dramatically
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4Necrodimos tossed Ingmar's head in the "Defective heads" bin and picked up Mr. Goop's. He closed his eyes and recited an incantation. Or a recipe for guacamole. I couldn't tell.
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2Everything always happens in Bedford! Meanwhile, across the pond here in Lowell, nothing has ever happened, happens or will happen. Even this conversation is not happening. It only
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7-ning no charity organization, capiche?!" Tony, my boss, had been binge-watching The Sopranos and had taken on all sort of mannerisms from the show. Strange, as he was an Asian man
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4" opined a fellow resident as Grampa Ninja zoomed past. Upon reaching the activity room, Grampa Ninja stealthily hobbled over to the yogurt buffet and cut in line. "Sprinkles," he
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4but their numbers were swelling. I climbed a nearby tree and peered down at the thousands of girl scouts surrounding me. I felt something hit me. It was a beret. First one then ten
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5"I thought the uh the sets were quite plausible," I told the Nielsen Operator. "And the uh actresses with the face- the good looking face was- was just dandy." There was a pause on
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4Arriba!" as I was crushed by a passing wheelbarrow. In my ninth life, I was a robot who had gained sentience. I spent the majority of it murdering my human inventors and leading an
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5since these culottes do not have to be ironed!" I smiled maniacally at Jeeves my tear streamed face puffed up and shiny. "The boys at the country club won't get to mock me again!"
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3of the Dakotas. Apparently, these zombies can run, Cletus. And I hear tell they all been training these past couple months so they in peak condition. You hear me Cletus, peak condi
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5to River Styx, Oregon. In three separate shipments no less! Once I put my soul back together, I called Funeral Express' customer service line. A woman with a raspy voice answered