Finished Folds (2481—2500)
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11-rewolves like to eat on Meatless Fridays. I will gaze into your bloodshot eyes and you can nibble on my tufted ears, being careful not to puncture them with your fangs. Together
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5Little did Thor know that Epicurus had secretly pissed into his pot of stew. You haven't seen thunder and lightening until you've seen a god with food poisoning.
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5"Oh goodie, It's you, Danny," I said, "I always look forward to the way your cute little tush jiggles as you walk away from my desk each day." That took care of that from then on.
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6-ed, like a Keane painting- all big-eyed and dewy (like the flowers by the shade), except that it was ticking. When the ticking stopped the explosion followed. Everyone stopped and
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4underhand throw, since the player in question claimed to be underhanded in the first place. Meanwhile the timer still indicated that there are an infinite number of minutes left in
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6to Aunt Mildred who obviously wants to die because why else would she be wearing the hat in which she chose to be buried? Of course, Aunt Mildred survived the deadly dessert and
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6about it years later as we cruised around the island we had bought off the coast of New Jersey with the money we made from the recording. Indeed, there was a sucker born every
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6loaded with protein and the formaldehyde in them gave them an interesting tang. Finally, a zombie staggered up to the counter. "What'll it be, my dead fellow?" asked the coroner.
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5"No," he answered, his voice getting louder with each word, "I can rate my pain from 11 to How Loud Vanessa Will Scream When I Get My Hands on Her!" The doctor tied down his hands
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3their new home was now in his pants. This made life livelier, but it still didn't manage to get the new Orpheus' "thing" out of the "Matrix" and back in his pants with the ants.
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4who believes herself to be a man trapped in the body of a cartoon duck. I don't want to brag, but can my wife quack, or what? Know what I mean? Neither do I. But we're happy and we
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6fill my lungs with the buillion-scented steam before plunging back down between two primeval potato wedges who (thankfully) had just made a kill. I could see the spinach in their
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6met them you had to commit hara-kiri and your minimum daily requirements wound up all over the rug. But I sewed you back up and you wound up back at work within five business days.
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3After many years, the emperor's child came to visit us in the shade of the baobab tree. He bought some betel nuts from us and told us of how the roaming clowns had overtaken the
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4jealous until they realized that I had gone back to age 11 and had to do puberty all over again. The mood swings! The zits!! I asked for my twenty dollars back, but the place had
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5over, pretending that she had been shot, not him. There was confusion among both camps as they tried to ascertain whether they had killed the magister ludi, who was thrashing about
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4trying to dry it on the line and were now wearing his Y-fronts as some sort of rebel hats. The rioters pulled their hair through the leg-holes and chanted "Up the regime!"
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6," shouted little Rian, who had been hiding in a nearby tulip field, but nobody listened and soon there were wooden shoes and a rainbow of petals strewn all over the road.
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5and I sliced the sage Darby and we went out on the patio with glasses of wine and watched the fireflies and forgot about everything else for a while. We really needed the break.
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4and then felt a little weird, wondering if they had, in fact, eaten their own desiccated children. But they grew strong on the fruit and eventually became what we know as baobabs.