Finished Folds (6081—6100)
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3all was going well 'til Herman started telling Pachyderm jokes. "Where do elephants with skin problems go?. Pachydermatologists! Get it? Pachy.. derm.." At this point the Elephants
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0The only thing he like better was Hand jive, hand jive, hand jive, doin' that crazy hand jive!
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3Never mind that Sharks have five rows of continuously growing teeth, the Sheik wanted the front tooth of his prize Great White repaired so he called Michael Rutzen, shark-whisperer
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5Then a whole flock surrounded me and began munching my verdant thighs. I thought that this was Helga's vengeance for being excluded from Goat club (http://foldingstory.com/5bfah)
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4as high as a bat. At least that's what I told the Vampire as I rolled him out one of my special garlic doobies.
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4which turned out to be a bad place to hide out since it weighed half a ton and crushed them to death. They weren't the brightest but at least they died without egg on their face.
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3at Fredericks Airforce base. Dr. Osborne had a reputation for getting results. After initial tests he checked her in and hooked her to their detector. Her sleeping telekinesis
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2the crusty nasal mucosa onto the windshield of the Lexus in the next lane. Some people in LA can't take I joke he thought when the driver swore up a storm, but when she got out the
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5in those parts was pretty much beside the point. Most people measured with a Geiger counter. They all swore that you could counteract the effects if you smoked a hookah filled with
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1a penile enhancement operation. I'd planned to "break in" my prosthesis on the beaches of Rio, but the plastic surgeon must have used silly putty because
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3on the rug next to him and although he didn't speak Pashto, a few hand motions and soon they were playing a heated game of pong. Maybe it was too much hookah, but when he won the
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6and I knew she and I considered "Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintainance" the holy book of our existence. One week later I'd quit my job and we were on winding down Route 66
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2Noone could muster the dry wit of a Hawkeye & there was not Hotlips - just Big Bertha the obese lady from accounting whose balloon-like milky thighs the poor office slags salivated
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5The cabbie told me his Loch Ness story - everyone has one. I'd give them all something to talk about I thought while sprinkling the whole package of genetically engineered
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3"I'm sorry sir, we only have coca cola and brains are not on the menu." There was a long pause and then the voice said, "No brains?"
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3Russian while splitting infinitives or pubic hairs with your tongue just adds up to a grammatical orgy of genetival inflection. Often after the first few words of Finnish, women
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699.9999 % of the speed of light weighs, according to special relativity, as much as a small planet but all the mass is spread into a 23-dimensional bran shaped like a
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8a wonderful engineering wedlock.On our honeymoon we toured engineering wonders of the world like the three gorges dam, the panama canal and the pyramids. Then we started a project
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6against nonflat foods. Scaloppine, Flounder, and pancakes were in. But we'd declared as unclean dumplings, stuffed peppers and puff pastries. The Pancake Society joined our crusade
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3Unfortunately the Don's of Cambridge hadn't changed an iota and before I knew it I was pulled over by campus security officer. When he read "Lucasian Chair of Mathematics" on my id