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boss

Score
14
Folds
15
Followers
2
Following
0
Joined
Feb 2016
Avg. Per Fold
1.75

Finished Folds (1—8)

  • 2
    back and forth between either of my hands. I smiled. I loved tossing a Slim Jim. Just outside of Denver, CO, I tossed it again with a
    Folder
    boss
    Folded
    2016-02-25 11:54:22
  • 2
    utterly disgraceful circle-jerk." The letter "A" commented on what was going on in the story but
    Folder
    boss
    Folded
    2016-02-25 11:49:52
  • 2
    the mists of time clouded his vision. Weariness was a fornication buddy and Loneliness was a mere butler. A mere
    Folder
    boss
    Folded
    2016-02-25 11:44:39
  • 2
    "Yes but I wouldn't know about that subject Madam. I am but a mere servant. A luddite of servitude. More specifically... YOUR luddite of servitude. Treat me like a mere
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    boss
    Folded
    2016-02-25 11:39:21
  • 0
    ts, s. He looked at his knees and prodded them with the cigar. "What if I could prod my knees with my
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    boss
    Folded
    2016-02-25 11:16:24
  • 0
    the smell of wrapped "schoelm" eggs which were enjoyed by native Rushans.
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    boss
    Folded
    2016-02-25 11:07:22
  • 1
    to kill anyone in power. Kill them by whatever means. Using our hands. Using our teeth. Using a pencil or a pen. Using your bowels to
    Folder
    boss
    Folded
    2016-02-25 10:56:01
  • 5
    came out onto the stage singing their newly released EP "Stanky Pound is back". Everyone wept in enjoyment of their music. The grass beneath the stadium shook to the drum beat.
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    boss
    Folded
    2016-02-25 10:51:33
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