Finished Folds (121—140)
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2steeled himself, did a little self-pep talk: "Pommy! You're the MAN! C'mon Pomegranate...you can wipe the floor with this piss-ant tomato!" Suddenly, as tomato came flying toward h
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3for the Vomit Bucket, but Jon Hamm bested me. Another clean up on aisle three I thought, puking all over myself, the floor and the dog. Looking up, Mrs. Miniver and my roommate wer
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3ding the super smelly sock kind. Cetan could ask about the cheeses until he was blue in the face (Blue Cheese?) but he'd never break me. I was trained at the Academie de la Fromage
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3without a butt paddle. Sure enough, my ass was gonna drown if I didn't figure out a way to impress the livin' tarnation outta these city folk. Juan may be a talker, but can he take
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3ed momentarily, but that's all it took. Amien was whisked away into a world of lollipop skyscrapers and Playdoh people. Whenever she tried to say something to any of them, her mout
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4me held no sway with her. Re-energized she turned to her team. "Alright! Everyone! Let's see who wears the lady girl panties in this race, huh?" A cheer rose up. "Are you with me?"
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4had kicked in or if this was his personality. Office Smiley Face was a little too happy about taking us in. So I thought I'd mix things up a little. "Hey, Donkey breath!" I called
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3ccuum needs dust. Like a human needs death. Al put down the siphon hose, got into his space-a-macycle and sped off towards Neptune. Looking down he noticed a distant but quickly ap
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6chortled at the over-used meme and oft misunderstood Matrix quote that apparently never existed. "Right," Frankie thought. "So explain the collective unconscious memory of red&blue
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6decided, hells no. I ain't goin' out like this. I am NOT gonna let some ape man sweat me. So I stood up, looked the beast in the eye and said, "Who does your hair, Dr. Zaius? Carro
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1the label, all the Hatter could make out was, "M-m-made in...New York City..." "NEW YORK CITY!?" said the suddenly outraged crowd behind Alice and the Hatter. "That ain't Pace Peca
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5"Well, DUHHH!" was the winning and erudite response. The spider was, for a moment, stunned into speechlessness. "Well," he eventually said. "I commend you. I must admit, I didn't s
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5look outside of the elevator and get a glimpse of just how "inter-galactic" we really were. "Umm..hi," I said, tapping the elevator guide. "Do we (cough) get parachutes for the eje
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5z hands for outgoing sharks, usually turning out to be ENFJs. "Really?" said Hoagie C. "Fuggedabodit." Hoffa shrugged. He continued, "Evee-boddy knows de sharks an extrovert
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2have to seriously re-think my choices in people with whom I surround myself. I mean, these guys may be thugs in a back alley, but can NO ONE dress up as a puppy like me? No fun!
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5circle sputtered in his hands, sad and sanguine without its life force pumping through its veins. He looked down at his beloved pet and said, "I'm so sorry - I had to unplug you, b
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2I laughed with a snort and 7up flew out of me nose. "Wow." I said to him, wiping the soda off my chin and shirt, "I really wasn't expecting you to question my fold like that." He d
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3was her sole regret in life, "I'm so sorry, Pinocchio." cooed The Blue Fairy, "I wish I could do more to make you a real boy..." "It's OK," he replied. "Geppetto said all good thin
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6o the hallway for the "Good Will Hunting" diorama. The Team at ClayEffects doubled its efforts on detail work for the "Raising Arizona" project. "Hi" and "Ed" were fully complete a
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5Deserted Islands. But this one, "Patmos" was about ten feet by twelve - barely enough room to turn around and say hi to your own shadow. No wonder he was hallucinating. "Well this