Finished Folds (21—40)
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5ee the 90s making such a quick comeback! PSYCH!" Thoroughly pwn'd, the spiders' foes skulked home to tell of their miserable defeat. Hark! AGGRIEVE SPIDERS NOT.
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5being primary colours, when in fact, colour itself is a myth." Frankie was going to walk away, only, reminded of colour's non-existence, couldn't see the way out.
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5-l Vorderman, the much loved former host of Countdown?" The ape was not flustered, but flattered. He stroked his hide, and said, "Why, yes. Carol and I meet every Sunday for
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4the leathery claws of the Mother Superior. "After him!" she shouted. This was not a drill. Now, the nuns had to fly for real. They instinctively chose a V formation.
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2tall ferns at the periphery of the protest route. Eve heard the Principal cock a pistol. She didn't have time to stop him. Pips scattered the road. There was no going back now.
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2game of snap!" "I can," said the blind man. The patrons gasped. "Alright, old man. Let's see what you're made of." Predictably, the blind man lost, due to his blindness.
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2centuries of ancestral pain inside of her. Of course she held the Secret! The evil beam-operator, affronted by his own lack of heritage, diffused Mandy's body into nothingness.
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3Sometimes my dog's dreams contain frightening premonitions of the future. I taught him to paint because I thought it'd be cute, but I soon received vivid depictions of
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5understand, but I nodded anyway, thinking it was the polite thing to do. Unfortunately, others around me noticed, and I had to keep pretending I understood their strange language.
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4ever found a patissiere who did not balk at his idea for a mille feuille interlaced with Lucky Charms. To have his ingenuity spoiled by a quiet death at sea was unthinkable.
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2"Oops!" she mewed. "I'd better...pick that up." She bent down slowly, making sure he noticed her feline body. It worked. Coshise's slender figure and delicate paws
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5highly impractical. I checked my pockets: some lint, a hair tie, a receipt for Wendy's. "Think!" I said. "How can we use these to get back to safety and find Rodney again?"
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2Basil raised his voice to be heard, "I said Yes, my little nest of vipers!" "Good. That's what I thought." Basil steeled himself and assumed the robotic cheerful masque of Service.
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3e off on what the near future held. Only the whispering shuffle of parachute pants was certain, and when MC Hammer said "Stop", you bet they stopped. Stopped, for Hammer Time.
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3to the tiny elf that had taken residence between his buttocks during the cold winter months. "Quit thrashing in your sleep!" he shouted to his pants, alarming those around him.
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4reluctant to finish the thought. "I thought it'd be cool to throw it in the air like a baton, catch it, and shoot it with my toes. That's how all the big kids shoot their guns."
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6I just about managed to catch the stainless steel keys he threw my way, which hung on a poorly crafted wire ring. On one was soldered "AWESOME ROKET 1", and the other, "ROCET 2"
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4are each so tragically bound to. Senseless shapes flitted past them as they became subsumed by the material unity of things. They moved like the wind, unconscious.
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5fell, dead-eyed, further into a k-hole whence there was no soon return. It was hard to believe that the sad rejects around me were once the lovable casts of various franchises.
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3the fat of a duck from the brook, which he'd caught on a hook. From a nook, he took a book, whose author was a mook, for they forsook to mention how a braised fluke should look.