Finished Folds (121—140)
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5That's not all! I got something to go with the hippo cheese. Here, take this mother-of-pearl spoon. Steel ruins the taste. Voila - hippo caviar! The best, or THE best? Salty, but
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1Gruber. John McClane did!" "You think I'll believe that?" the Witch said. She took out a gun and pulled the trigger. "That's what you get for messing with Alan Rickman."
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10ing cheese web they used instead of stretchers thanks to budget cuts. Drowning in dairy, I grasped air feebly with my hands. "My fold," I croaked as they rushed me to the hospital
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6Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality.
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8The Kraken Formerly Known As Thought rumbled along the fjords in search of a few Norwegians to satisfy its appetite. It craved not flesh, but
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2of the town hold the other half of the saying. I wanted the info from the kids. Which was why I had one tied to my kitchen chair. "The Dogs bark WHAT?" I demanded, taser in hand
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2you've found a good one and you should cling as hard as you can to make it to the top. Best part is, you can get him drunk and he'll start spilling trade secrets. "It's all in the
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5time for me to crash in my bed and hibernate for another year. Finishing your dissertation does that sort of thing to you.
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35[Eagle screech][Horses galloping][Bugle call][Gunshots][Wilhelm scream][Weeping][Funeral march][Splintering wood][Death rattle][Wet rip][Splatter][Another Wilhelm scream][Fart]
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6garage, leaving behind a temperamental Ford Mustang that'd watched the movie Christine too many times. "I DON'T KNOW WHERE MISS CLEO IS. SHUT UP OR I'LL RUN YOU OVER," it screamed
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3yoctoseconds, the vocal cords were sold out. "Good thing, too," one of the monks said. "I was worried we'd have to use them in a bake sale." With the funds, they decided to
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5"Oh, no," Time said, smiling. "Your contract's right here." Time set it in front of Death, who frowned. "There weren't that many zeroes before." "No matter. I forbid you to quit."
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4ational Date Line was so charmed that it decided to mess up the calculation of timezones. The Dark One's evil plan had triumphed. Chaos reigned, at least until the sequel came out.
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4the time came that the townspeople forgot the tragedies of the past. So history repeated itself, and those who played online storytelling games dropped like flies
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2him from downing things in less than one gulp. He managed in 0.5 gulps. A personal best. "Can I have my physics PhD now?" he asked. His throat burned from swallowing in decimals
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7had yet to get with. If Phoebe died without him scoring, he'd lose his rep as a womaniser. John R rushed to the hospital. "I'll kill you, John Q," he muttered, fists clenched
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4s, Quentin wanted to end smartphones. His slogan read, "MY TUMS R SMARTERN UR FONES." Maybe it was true. Quentin's thumbs had an IQ of 165, and they could write software code
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6a drink with the power to literally knock someone off their feet. High on power, I started pouring it for everyone at the bar. Soon enough, thumps filled the air as people fell
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4Wardrobe Viscount aimed his hangers at the cat, but they were no match for Lil' Kitty, who licked her paws and moved elsewhere. "It's no use," the Drape Duke said, always sensible
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2? I'd wished on star for a boyfriend. It'd been granted, but my new BF was a shooting star. A glowy rock. Hot, literally and metaphorically. He stood in the corner of my room,