Finished Folds (81—100)
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2were made of fruity-chocolate;just like the ones he used to eat by the crate,back when he was still a boy.Playing pretend-spy.His eyes began to water up,as he hugged the smuggler.
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2ead hadn't gone stale yet.I gobbled up the remains,forming a moist,sticky bread-ball in my mouth."Tadaa!",I exclaimed proudly,showing off my achievement to Lady M and U-to-the-A.
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5intertwining storylines,often told from multiple viewpoints and happening at the same time.Mum's script contained no less than 674 characters,each with its own biography.Dad sighed
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2pears' unwilling barber."Mom",I said calmly,"relax.And take off the blindfold."She obeyed."Holy christ,I can see!Hallelujah!"I smacked her twice,then returned to my scrapbook.
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3eyes that could be crushed by no man.Mr Greaves was on a mission and he would finish it,hell be damned,Problem was,I couldn't let him succeed,no sir.Not after Bangladesh,2 years ag
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41.Too much static though.She tried channel 2.Beeblebox&Guests.Not her cup of tea-she was rather unpolitical for a starship her age.Channel 3 to 9 were Pop (yuck) but channel 10
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1only a hat and started to skip down the street.Soon she reached the bar,not a moment too soon:being naked in november-london was tough.Natasha kicked the door open and hurried in
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2share it with all the children.So I painted "FREE SWEETS" all over my old minivan,drove around and tried to pass out g-bears to every child I saw.Some had to be convinced a little.
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5Email 6/10:Hi Bob,hi Joe.This is Matt.I just hacked into your mail service and your mail history caught my eye.I just have to ask:What is wrong with Marcee?! ->hack_matt99@mail.com
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2that sweet nectar of the gods!"The prison officer had been plagued by "Dew-Addiction" - or "DADD",in certain circles - since he was 5.He was filled with unquenchable desire.Now he
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6kinda...well...not really.." The "ghost" threw of his blanket."In reality I'm Hendrik Maddsen,travel agent from Norway".Tim starred first at him,then at passed out Jen."How could
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4went for it.His hands started to sweat."Steady,Johnson.",he thought,trying to get a better grip on the egg."Tyrannosaur-egg...".How did he get into this crazy situation? Maybe
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5Of course they would need bigger butts in the long run.I knew a guy specializing in plastic surgery for birds;those seagulls would get the biggest butts ever seen on TV! But first
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3he downed the bottle himself in one fast gulp.Everyone applauded.The Lorax had done it again:He saved the forest AND saved his guests from becoming even drunker.Hooray Lorax!
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3delusional.Slowly,his blurred vision became clearer.No,not Paris.Fake Paris,Nevada.How the hell did he get to Vegas?And,more importantly,why was he naked except for his socks?
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4jumped of the fast moving wheeler and tackled the guy.His head hit the door,knocking him out cold.No time to waste.Had to get Sonia to the safehouse.Then out of the country,fast.
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11A Poem About My Mother - Humble,sweet,but often dreary/My mother is a soulless fairy/Beneath her lips,color of cherry/Three blackened teeth,a tongue so hairy/
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2would rock:I could clean spiderwebs in the highest corners!I could hover above those gnarly toilet seats!I could finally reach that top shelf!Alas,what superpower I finally got was
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3,down a shadowy path running through the labyrinth of run down houses and shacks.I followed it,feeling weaker with every step.So close now,this had to be it.Then my legs failed me.
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3Meanwhile,in a small, secluded cabin somewhere near Zurich, a Senor Kuberschmidt was plotting his revenge."Hello Kitty?",he sneered melodically."Heeellooo KITTYYYY? HARHARHAR!"