Finished Folds (121—140)
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4People pleaser found in certain German Dungeons. The cook, it turned out, knew the routine, and the straining sounds of German techno echoed around the kitchen walls.
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2She'd first suspected something was wrong when he repeatedly pecked at tourists chicken legs instead of scampi and cod, but had assumed he was just an idiot at the time.
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1-mitted, and the Singing Nun liked it that way. "More knees to kneel, more scalps to peel." She would sing, binging on barley and bishops caught in her web. "Praise to Widow Jesus"
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5Trousers spreads open like a flower and becomes a spinning cutting disc." Unbeknownst to them, this was the secret code which eliminated intolerance in the West. They were free now
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1Houses to do that, which landed me on some sort of register. "Scary Bobbins" they labelled me in court. Once imprisoned, I planned to escape on the back of Tony the Time Tortoise
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6"I look like Gein but without the jars!" Hansel and Gretel held each other and smiled as they watched her burn. There would be enough meat and candy to last them a time.
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2She'd never noticed Steve before. "Did you know the blood on your jacket matches your hair?" She purred. Steve said nothing, just turned the grandma and grandson into sleds and
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6"What will it be ladies?" Lloyd asked. "We'd sell our souls for a beer." Your souls are no good here." He chuckled. They found themselves dressed in blood drenched burlesque gear.
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2She was far more concerned about the Voldermort penis. "AVADA KEDAVRA", it screamed, smothering the room in a bright green light. Volders ripped free from his host, and left
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5Massacre. Nobodies shoes in Brookline were safe. Toe stalked the streets, hiding under cars, benches and betwixt unsuspecting legs. At night, glowing eyes appeared from drains
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4Buboe leaking. I decided to do the only thing I knew just had to work. I covered my captor in mercury and baked him in a oven. Then I left, plague doctor nose held high in the air
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4Robored light district was in full swing, the punters doing there best to ignore the occasional BZZZT as a sex droid would malfunction and send a hollering man's genitals screech-
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2Then. Had primordial soup parties and that. Dad was a necroromancer. You read that right. His job was too woo the dead. Pulled Rasputin once, from what I recall.
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5Bobby Flay concentrated. The foundations of the building were beginning to shake. Audience members heads began to explode left and right. A ear landed on Francois' shoulder.
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4To begin the ritualistic sacrifice to the Tan God BronzeThor. BronzeThor thought she was aiight, innit, but wasn't true peng blud, so 'e dissed her and the town til the end of time
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2Admire where the train tracks were leading. "Don't suppose it does any tricks, does it?" I ask. "Well, it is possessed by the ghost of an evil Mormon and travels through time." She
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2In and, regrettably, burned. The agony lasted for 30 days and 30 nights until I was finally unleashed upon the village, my laughing face in each raindrop, sizzling the villagers sk
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4I caught her having a threesome with two men made of cocaine. Then I realised her lampshades were made of cocaine. And the bed. I ran down the powdery stairs and out the powdery h-
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5With all the seasoning it could master. "Great, you'll see you at 10am for the Pretty Patty Pageant." and he left. The meat smiled to itself. They had no idea it was to rid the wo-
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6Uggling down weak Australian lager. Eventually you and your fellow Aussies would be strung up and cooked like shrimp on a barbie to a party of inebriated kangaroos. BYOG.