Finished Folds (41—60)
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12 shots of mint. Mint? Hmmm why hadn't I thought to that? Oh she was goooood. I think I'm going to swoon. I must ask her out or at the very least attempt to get her to
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2grab it with my toes. If I had listened to the lady at Jade's Hoof and Nail Emporium and gotten tips put onto my toenails the damn thing would be within my reach.
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4How did the name Bozo become an acceptable name for a clown? It's just so...so boring. Could they not have come up with something more entertaining, more lively like
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0This bitch is droaning on and on about the same shit I read when I was three. Good night, who does a rabbit have to screw around here to get some good gardening advice?
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1didn't anything impress the ladies these days? Who was he kidding? A 5 O'Clock shadow on his nut sack, a razor and salve helped, but only so much. He needed more. MUCH more.
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3armed. If this dickwit didn't pay this time she was going to grate him. Upon their arrival she took note of the location of cheese grater and was quickly planning the demise of his
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2the honey badgers attempted to mate with humans; it was fun in a disaterous sort of way, but still fun and you gotta take fun where and when you can get it, especially when
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0granted her her hormones had yet to kick in, but what she lacked in physicalness she more than made up for in zeal. Now if I could talk her into giving the koala a bath we would be
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0just cannot do that! Who do you think vou are some sort of dilatant???? I have news for you, you are a pirate so act like one ninny! And another thing, you need
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2a narcoleptic midget. His name was Sven, but no one knew that. How could they just moments before he was a giggling mass of liquid. Or was it liquid? The. End.
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1Elmo, by his fuzzy paw (or whatever a muppet calls a hand) pulls himself over to the stuff heart, shoves it back in its place and
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1"How am I going to explain how I got this much of that crap under my nails? What plausible explaination will they buy?" She knew better than to mess with it, but damn it is just so
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6she commanded. Obama was a much better dancer than Glen Beck. He couldn't lead his way out of a paper bag with a pick axe, night goggles and a talking compass. The best dancer is
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1And send it to the Enquirer for a butt load of cash. Brangie's kids crying at the hands of a Worlds of Warcraft master? Yeah TONS of cash! "Wonder what I could get for a shot of
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3There are some days when you simply want people to shut the hell up and marinade in the silence. Charcoal, who the hell knows or cares what her real name is, is droaning on about
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6a child to love, cherish and school in the correct way to eat brains. Zombies today had simply lost their way. And manners. Gone were the days when
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3took the Sham Wow with it. What is the town's breakdance champion supposed to do without their Sham Wow? What is the world coming to
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1the midgets. The midgets could be talked into anything. For a price. For the price of a big grab of Cheetos they reworked the entire barbed wire fence of farmer John
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4How in the hell does someone throw out their back blowing out the candles on their birthday cake? I asked for a pie. I'm allergic to cake.
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1knowing that it was all for... or was it. What was it all for exactly? Naught. Or would it be knot? Perhaps not? Oh who cares? It was all just a dream. A flight of fantasy.