Finished Folds (1—20)
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3His cat Monty then licked the puke off the floor, spitting out 80's colored carpet hairs occasionally. "Monty, no!" he proclaimed. It was too late. His cat was now a crime fighter.
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3Wow. I really did it. I actually established the most gargantuan Petsmart to have ever been graced upon this fine universe. Dogs will bow in the presence of my withstanding power.
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5"That should do it!" he proclaimed. Being stuck on a deserted island wasn't as bad as he first perceived. Cultivating your own food so you don't starve to death is actually fun!
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1Stravinsky had everything under control and in its place. The cast, however, was not appreciative of him. They would torment the director every chance they had, with complaints
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1Shrieking for the loss of your family and emotional stability was tiring. He waddled into a nearby barn, wishing he could turn into a penguin and forget this ever happened.
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2Who knew sinking enemy ships using strategies from popular video games would be that easy? I handed my Donald Duck mask to the nearest pedestrian, after signing it, of course.
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1¡No hay problema! Sin embargo , la próxima vez que se roban mis galletas , tendrá que pagar .
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5his most precious item; his teddy bear. Tina snuck up slowly behind the sleeping Marc, tip toeing ever so slightly, as to not wake him up. When the time was right, she sprang onto
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8and most of them had something to do with toys and boogers. I sighed. "Malcom, I can't publish this book for you; it's apparent by your writing style that you're only three!
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2Some unscrupulous people set up spots in dark ally ways where they would trade the banned junk snacks for a steep amount of cash. It wasn't drug dealing the popo had to regulate.
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3The indignant vampire hissed at me in between his ceiling selfies. I poked my roommate with the broom like a cattle prod until he slunk back to the floor. "What was that for!" he
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1was belong to a successful book club without one book exploding into oblivion. Grandpa sighed. Maybe it was time to give up. He was leaving a trail of tears behind him when
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4He scampered up the nearest wall until he could get a clear vantage point. The lizard squinted intently, his gaze raking over every nook and cranny until he spotted his glass cage.
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4Wait. Where did the page go? I looked under the covers. It disappeared. Like how early explorers thought that if you sailed to the edge of the world, you'd fall off.
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2I have this pesky gnome to take care of, it's been impossible to go nearly anywhere. This town is very discriminative against gnomes. You can't take them anywhere!
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3his hair was on fire. "Golly gee..." muttered DJ Chef. "Does anyone smell burning hair follicles, or is that just me?" His body stopped grooving. "It is me, isn't it?"
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4the best-sellers. Oh, and let us not forget his greatest single, "Death on Jupiter". David Booey had the best knock-offs in the business. His half-brother David Bowie
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3enthusiasm. After all, if the Whoopee Cushion Company didn't make it, he would lose everything. But what did Howard know about savings?
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6steal every single one of Tesla's drawings and inconceivable blueprints. Not even the smell of old parchment will be left in his hidden vault. Joe the Bell Hop laughed maniacally.
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5"A cat is eating the rotting flesh of a pterodactyl in my backyard, and I am wondering why and how this could happen..." That was how my call to the police began.