Finished Folds (2261—2280)
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1But then I had a better idea - I would collect the drippings of the Nasal Oranges and sell orange juice instead. I would call it 'Florida's Artificial'.
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3American feathered headdresses instead, it became a much more peaceful time. Almost as peaceful, in fact, as the time when
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2"Piece of Shit That Doesn't Work" - an apt name for it, considering that it was a, well, you know.
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2squatted down and let her toothed vagina have at them. Yeah, the chihuahuas were innocent enough (all they really quieroed was Taco Bell), but ankle-biting was no laughing matter.
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1I WILL HAPPILY JOIN IN. "PROUD MARY" IS A GREAT SONG!"
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3he immediately started it up again. Good thing, too - those penguins weren't going to save themselves from the seals. He drove all the way to
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4But mostly bodily fluids. God, that wench loved my saliva. It was as if my saliva contained the cure for her syphilis, herpes, AIDS, gonorrhea, chlamydia, pubic lice, and polio.
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2equipment available. It was magnificent furniture that he had designed. His work was subsequently featured in Good Housekeeping, Better Housekeeping, and Best Housekeeping.
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1you can wear my Hulk hands.
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2time to give her husband a blowjob. And it was about time she did, too. He was about to go batty, as he had gone years ago on their abstinent honeymoon (her idea) to
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2but it didn't appear, because not even magic could make that exist. So instead they summoned Rev. Jeremiah Wright.
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3all gathered around Cthulu's telly to watch the American Idol Season Six Reunion Concert. Cthulu was a closet fan of Sanjaya Malakar, and the lizard men loved F-150 commercials.
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3could smell cocaine from a mile away, which is to be expected, considering that Chiquita hailed from the fine country of
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4butchering "Build Me Up, Butternut," a song that was near and dear to the AcornSquash's heart. You see, the first time he had heard that song was on a date with, well, a Date named
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0explode. As I bled out and faded into oblivion, I realized it was punishing me for filling it with leftover Taco Bell. This was no Red Dead Redemption - this was Red Dead Revenge!
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2Luckily, my dad was blind, so he couldn't see me auto-erotic asphyxiating. But I knew that he could smell the cum. He knew that I knew it. I knew that he knew that I knew it.
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6bangers on the loose. My partner Tuesday and I were on call that morning, so we dropped our Luna bars (cops worry about their figures... shut-up, we totally do!) and hopped into
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4That was, until something happened.
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8Unfortunately, I could not hack him. He had Norton.
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0of televised Chutes and Ladders and sunk into his faux denim bean bag chair. He opened a fresh Miller Lite (the kind in that fancy new vortex bottle) with his musky hands and