Finished Folds (3101—3120)
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4The lion was really bothered. His new rolls royce wasn't going to drive well on a brick road, he thought. Besides, nobody went to the forest anymore. Too many hippie hikers. He
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2"Don't you have any good DVDs?" I asked the agent. "Uh," he looked at me with a dumb look. "Gott in himmel! Alright, look at mine. Inner Space, Frequency, Stir of Echoes and
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1Basil Brush was of course tired that this was the second time this had occurred. How was a bachelor fox about town going to get his gumchewing practice down pat if diggers were
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5a whole gang of talking mice in feety pajamas. "Well, this should solve the problem of my overstocked cheese cupboard just nicely!" I decried, but they wished to express gratitude
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5none of the students would laugh at him. Chavs were a lot more disrespectful than mere ghetto trash, but he had left Canada to teach wizardry here for a reason. That reason was
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4"I'm sorry, I fell asleep somewhere in there," Babbity Bumble replied. The giant honking bee had his face resting on one hand, but picked it up when he caught the delicious honey
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0"Oh give me a fucking break. I'm a fucking adult. This isn't a fucking playground. Little children don't even belong on these godamn premises, so I'll swear." she responded.
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4Sorry, did I say "lead"? I meant bed...sheets. Lisa had taste. Lisa knew what she wanted. For her anthropomorphic dog Sparky, she had a shiny new collar and just for him a
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1I couldn't keep up for the sole reason of volume. More than its due worth, but you can't tell the truth to other people. I had to look up Cab Calloway on Wikipedia so his ghost
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4twenty times a month to reduce the rate of prostate cancer, or was it colon? I lamented my lack of health insurance, the lack of Slim's pogo stick, but most of all I missed having
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4as nonviolent as its inaction had maintained. The baseball grew fangs, whizzed back around of its own accord, and before either of them could react, Babe's throat was chewed to a
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1." "No, I think I won't," I replied, which was just as well because my mouth soon became pretty occupied. The things Americans have to do to get jobs. He continued to stuff my
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0not the hero you think he is, and this is hardly the last of our meetings. He continued to sodomize me for weeks, and THAT, your honor, is why Racer Chevychat belongs in JAIL!"
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4EXPLOSION. Combustion! Incendiary engulfment. Shrapnel bursting here and there, flames overtaking the building, and the entire symposium was really the word symposium ever. Too
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2of cut bread ruining my sleep for years to come. And that was how I'd known the general, come to learn the folly of "respect", in that horrible War of the Specialty Breads. Fin.
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3brush your tail between my legs." "What!?" The alarm on my face was apparent, even when it wasn't alerting to a fire. "I don't have to accept this! This is sexual harrassment!"
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4then the crocodilians can start harvestin' diamonds from the mines like there's no tomorrow! And so we stormed the beaches, chomping on humans who tasted like spam, and we fought
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2"Ah-ha," thought the greaser. "These lights must be manufactured by a fucking idiot if they're on a direct circuit. A parallel circuit would solve all these problems." So Jesus
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1of the McDonald's playland. "There now, me lovely, get yer sweet candy arse some exercise," said the fishmonger in a rather stereotypical accent. The Kraken entered the ball pit
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7hated that kind of music. "Not so great now, are ye?" the deckhand bellowed. The sharks below were insulted now; they'd never been treated like this by such riff raff since