Finished Folds (1—20)
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1"Ah ha, I knew it!" cried the squadron commander gleefully. "Sam, you owe me $20!" He was always getting money out of poor Sam. All of NORAD knew that people on whales in the sky
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6"How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?" This powerfully subtle question was all Cambridge Analytica needed to weed out the riffraff for me.
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6weathered the storm that so many before her had succumbed to. The Dark Lord, the farm cat, all of it now was forever locked in the bell around her neck, a testiment to her courage.
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5and I was dead. In the afterlife I was reflection on how arguing over voting reforms had so tragically ended my life when the most unexpected voice suddenly blared in my head.
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4It wasn't easy supporting the U2 frontman in times like these, but Dr. Fernstain insisted that it was the only way for Elmo to accept his illiteracy and move on with his furry life
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4the mainstream media's barrage of rubbish. The main thrust of their message being to maintain the status quo mainly for the maintenance of the wealthy. Without a second thought
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5she cold discover the hidden roland factory he was convinced could be found there. None of the others could hold their liquor like Nikita so he could really only trust her with
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3built a robot. You wouldn't believe how easy it is to build a robot in a cigar lounge. The sparks and smoke of the welding blends in nicely with the ambiance. Passing robo a cigar,
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331st Street. Man I missed seeing those dogs. They reminded me of my uncle Owens, a man who was a bit rough 'round the edges but loyal to a fault. When the cab reached 31 I flipped
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3greenish smudges, like you were seeing them through jello. Gross lime jello. No longer oblivious to what was to happen at 3:59:30, everyone agreed that the remaining two hours
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4since that came to about 2 pounds of pork I paid $4.89, which I felt was a pretty good deal. Bagging the pig heads I turned, gave Mr. Tjather and the others a nod, and returned to
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3pense hung in the air, until Carlotta finally added: "Ok, I'll tell yo.." Before she could finish, a huge gorilla paw leaped up from a trap door and pulled her down. Det. Manattee
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7uncurl slowly, a single flimsy scrap of paper crumpled amongst bits of diamond. I reverently unravel the paper, and read the faded script: Never forget. May 12, 2015, at 3:01 pm.
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5from being poised to become a safe guard, for that matter. Many sneered at such a low line of work, but I felt it as a source of pride. Det. Manatee never seemed to complain about
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2Which was right up vegan Steve's alley. A deft thrust and flick of his hemp chopsticks and the tasty morsel disappears down his throat. A wink, a wave, and Steve moves on his way.
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6and has set your home ablaze while you were out buying a lotto ticket. Searching for the cat-dragon culprit seems like a good idea if you're ever able to douse the flames. Pets are
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4the squid, which he found to be excellent. Many thought he was mad but few could deny the genius of ordering seafood from halfway around the world as a last meal. Tesla slurped
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7'Cuse me now but it's time for a doze. If you're looking for a chair, you may take one of those. Head down to the water if you be wantin' food. Give Ed a wide berth incase he pooed
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4the mollasses, an even thicker version of traditional molasses, seeped deep into the unending strands of Hagrid's glorious bread...suddenly my barber blade felt grossly inadequate.
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3, which unbeknownst to him had previously been owned by a righteous man of the cloth, promptly made his head burst into flames. Roofy the flame-headed vampire kept jammin', till