Finished Folds (101—120)
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3The cat was high above me, on a window ledge, next to what appeared to be a large jar of sharp knives. It was nonchalantly washing itself, and every so often would push the jar
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2complain, because his life was so strange that only normalcy would seem weird to him. So Jim Morrison swaggered down Hollywood Boulevard, gazing intensely at his reflection in the
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2the boys' restroom, which was so thick with smoke that we were able to escape unnoticed. We hitched a ride with a creepy old postman, who smelled like ammonia, and got out at
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3Elmo, being a puppet, had no feet with which to dance with the general. The general lifted Elmo off his hand for a waltz, but this made Elmo wilt lifelessly. The other soldiers
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2So Lutho would pop a marshmallow into Lucy's mouth every time she tried to talk. "You gotta try this," he'd say. But still she continued to try to speak, her cheeks puffed out like
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2But puffed rice has little nutritional value, so our hero became malnourished and wasted away to nothing. The family was relieved not to have much to pay for his interment. Ruby
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1-n for an anti-birthday party, perhaps?" the parking warden quipped. We had no idea a cop could be so witty. He ripped the condom packet from the girl's hand. Our date was over.
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3Erica had over-dieted in order to look like a tiny Frenchwoman even though she had big Germanic genes, so she hardly had any blood in her on which Bradley could dine. Peg, however,
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1point out that he still had two left feet even after his amputation, so we kept him on the dance team, held up by an intricate scaffolding on wheels, hidden under a pants leg. We
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2Afterward, we smoked cigarettes, taking care not to singe our ridiculous plush lips. He fell asleep, and I wiggled carefully out of my mascot costume and ran to catch a cab home.
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2Coq A. Vin!" And with that, he poured wine all over himself and leapt into the oven. But being a bird-brain, Mr. Vin had forgotten to pre-heat it, so after an hour he slunk out,
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3from inside her chinchilla jacket as s/he posted Roger's bail. Until that moment, he had never realized how beautiful s/he was, even if those heels were so a bit much. Roger took
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3-ion of a triple play. Herod was up to bat, but the three kings were still clearing the camel poop off of third base. Plus, the baby messiah kept floating around left field and
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3to believe anyone's claptrap, I struck up a conversation with her, and she turned out to be quite the cunning linguist. She had a PHD in witty repartee, and I soon was swooning in
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6but it really wasn't necessary because her handwriting was so bad, anyway. "Look Zook," said Groot, "how about we just communicate through charades?" This annoyed her even further
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0"Pizza, pizza!", and just like that, the Pope reached behind himself of the balcony, grabbed a pizza, and flew it like a Frisbee into Little Caesar's open mouth. The crowd gasped.
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4garde!, he yelled inwardly as he tiptoed past the guard station and into the great machinery he was to sabotage. Sticking his wooden leg to still the mighty propeller, he hit at
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0sheer disbelief, and in spite of the beast's grotesqueness, Buzzella fell in love with it. She wanted to be the apple of its singular eye, the polisher of its shiny coat. It was
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2-ged between a rock and a hard place, because the nature of imps is that they cannot help getting into trouble, somehow. The imp swore up and down that its pyramid scheme would
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2-ricide", a game of skill involving figuring out where 'Pops' hid his naughty magazines, and then killing him. Oddly, the game did not catch on, as it was not tactile enough for