Finished Folds (341—360)
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2rusty off-road buggy, next to his gunner. He turned to the gunner with a twinkle in his eye, and pointed at the gas station manager. The buggy gunner opened fire with his .50 cal
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3say I'd stood up for myself. He stumbled backwards, probably a little shocked, but he recovered quickly. (That was actually a dumb decision), I thought to myself. I'm only 4'8" and
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2that blow-sucking contest, they would lose all credibility in the underground blow-sucking community. Toilet-blow-sucking was a specialty of mine, which reminds me of the time I
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1finishing up here, should only be a minute." There was some shuffling, but he could still see the tell-tale shadows of feet belonging to the impatient knocker. He began to wipe his
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0shown, but the person who answered hung up in a Rush. Almost out of time, he threw the phone at the nearest bystander, who
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5both kind and understanding to me regarding my drinking problem. I've spent many a night passed out on a couch, or atop a lawn ornament, or under the car, or wrapped around the TV
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4feet and declared to everyone in the room, "Maria! Maria! Oh my G- She is dead!" This got some stares because she'd been dead for over three hours. Rolph generously offered crack
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2pulled out his handheld quantum tunneling device, and opened a temporary doorway into another reality. He stepped through, and discovered that in this new reality, CBGB meant
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3a 15% raise and call it a day. I'll even put a little smooch with my red lipstick at the bottom of the page. But what if they figure out it was me? OhMyGodIHaveToGetOutOfHereRight
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0hear the blaringly-loud anthem, "AAAHHMER-ICA! ~FUCK YEAH!~" Which meant that someone was probably watching Team America: World Police nearby. I picked up the remote to turn it off
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1who was listening. It turned out that my fourth-grade English teacher was listening intently, and commented under her breath, "If your alliterations were any more obvious, I would
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3put it into his portable combination Data-DVD-reader/Projector and pointed the image at the wall. He watched for a minute, then sneered in disgust. He ejected the disc and threw it
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3Bucket to stuff his face with 35 pounds of partially cooked meat and mouldy cheese, offered up in a series of three large bowls for only $3.79. Bee-rap mysteries would have to wait
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1With his feet planted firmly on the ground, and the meteors fast approaching, there was only one thing to do. He knelt down and prayed to god his wife would be hit first. Then,
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3peppering her face and hair. Her eyes suddenly grew wide and round as saucers, her hands shaking in building rage. Having lost all self-control, she grabbed the wet rags and
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4"You are right! There is no other way." One, two, three, paper - we signed with our hands. Timmy won with rock. The Asian-Space-Witch creation thrummed in sympathetic harmony.
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0until the front door suddenly sprang open! And IT WAS FONE
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2ponderously down the candy aisle toward his intended target; a middle-aged clerk obliviously polishing her nails with a partially-packaged screwdriver from the shelf behind her.
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1the mess." I reached into my left pants-pocket and pulled out the- ASSUMING DIRECT CONTROL
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6her intended target - the spaceborne entity whose only known weakness was light reflected from silver-colored footwear. It was the shortest bossfight in the history of videogames.