Finished Folds (21—40)
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3bartender. His parents had always been of the lowest caste and thus he'd learned to get his sustenance where he could!
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5armed the missiles in his left front paw and drew a bead on the door. " This MF'er is going down!", Spot thought.
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1and my whole world combabulapses in a stinging dungle heap. FUCK! I need more Gatorade!
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2breeches. "Well, I have an enormous hat!" , the quaker boy yelled nervously. His horse was standing a few feet away and I
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5"Speak softly and carry a big stick", Clinton retorted. "Or as we say in Little Rock: Mine is bigger than yours!"
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6known how to deal with my getting a zombie pregnant. After all, it seemed like something straight out of a Poe story. The sandwiches weren't exactly helping.
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1"Oh baby!", she moaned silkily. My eyes met hers and I saw how much she wanted it. She was thirsting for the honey pot."Doll, am I gonna give it to you but good", I whispered as
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3Bananas are what monkeys eat but only when the blue, drunk monkeys say so and that isn't very often because blue monkeys could be a little bit nicer.
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4ew that this crater was the devil's doing. Why else would one suddenly show up in Des Moines of all places? Walter tried to take his story to the local news but they weren't having
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6by the Icelandic Special Task Unit, created in the time before time to preserve the reverential state of the great Stephen Hawking and not have him denigrated as a sex-object.
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2eat all her Oreos. Then she'd be pissed and he'd giggle in the basement, high as a kite. Still, a part of him felt bad about what he was going to do, until he took another hit.
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3He drank whisky..from the urinary tract of a full-grown grizzly. Every time he read Hemingway he got a massive*couch* headache. Still, he had urges, Beanie Baby urges.
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2BBQ-sauce. "Aha, there is no way to escape from your predicament Cpt. America!" , Bucky crowed triumphantly. Just then, Cpt. America let rip a fart so powerful it
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2furniture-minimalist and stylish. He was then sold several times in the trendier circles of Copenhagen and many a beer was spilled upon him. He would never see a unicorn again.
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8to my bed to take lewd pictures, how gauche. I remember I once caught him and Kerouac pissing on a tricycle, God knows they were ignorant little turds.
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2were again forced to clean up after him. "Wish he'd keep that intergalactic space slug in his trousers for once.", the crew chief grumbled. Suddenly ostriches
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0with tall korean models. Unfortunately I managed to walk into the bar for Thai-women. Imagine my surprise when I noticed that these women were endowed in
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5while yodeling mariachi tunes to the sound of balalaikas. "Why did we have to eat here?", Glenn inquired of his wife NettyPotty. "Honey it's sophisticated." , she answered. "Nothin
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1tits but nothing actually done to them. This created a peculiar "cratering" or "sagging mountain top" effect that was all the rage. Mrs. Owens beamed with pride.
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3boiled babies feet! "Well that doesn't seem like an intelligent business decision!", Ampersand complained. "Besides, they're my specialty!" This hurt Daggir more than