Finished Folds (41—60)
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5on it during your lunch break, and that could have happened to anyone, thank you very much. "If you were on your break," I began, "couldn't you have gone to buy a new shirt?"
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8never pulled up to the stop. The commuters waited in stony silence for hours, days, weeks - finally, all that was left of them was a morose, grey garden of skeletal statues.
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8From then on, it's easy to scam them into thinking I have psychic powers. I make a solid buck performing on the streets, where stupid tourists can't wait to give their money away.
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0"Didn't your mama teach you any respect?" the beautiful woman growled. She pulled a flyswatter from her handbag and smacked me across the face. Mashed insect guts covered my cheek.
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3at her with a sneer curling his lips, she decided that she'd finally had enough. In one smooth motion she whipped off her bra and wound it around his neck as a makeshift garrote.
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3heavily salivating jowls. "Fogley, you dumb dog!" I yelled. "Spit it out, right now!" I chased him across the yard but his stout legs carried his barrel body at surprising speeds.
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7carried a faint aroma of vinyl and oranges. I hadn't seen it person for decades, but I remembered that the iconic bathing cap appeared somewhere in a family photo album.
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3disappearance into the beyond. I withdrew all of my money and booked a private jet straight to the Bermuda Triangle, excited to end my existence. I was never seen alive again.
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3the turgid river. With the rain season almost over, the banks of the river struggled to contain the writhing water. He sank beneath the surface and his horse whinnied in pleasure.
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4Of course, it is impossible for a human to survive with so few organs. G.I. Joe passed away on the 11th of July from complete body disintegration.
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5Unfortunately, the money seemed to disappear somewhere between the fundraising event and the eagerly waiting research team. Nobody could work out where the funds had vanished to.
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2other's shoulders. But we'll never know for sure, because there were no witnesses. In fact, we're not even certain that the alleged events occurred on a Wednesday.
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2and pain was meaningless. As the sheep rotated over the fire its life flashed before its eyes - grassy meadows, nights huddled with the flock... Its final words? "Screw you, Mary!"
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1"Googbye," I whispered in her ear. She took a step back and glared at me. "Don't you mean goodbye?" Mel asked. "Um, I'm pretty sure it's googbye," I insisted.
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2and cracked her knuckles threateningly. An involuntary shiver of fear ran down my spine. Beefa Weefa barely came up to my armpits, but I had the feeling she could kick my arse.
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3on. "Would anybody like a tea?" the gracious host offered. The heron squawked right in his ear, but the only sign he'd heard the noise was a slight wince.
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4tensed. His firm fingers flew in a flurry of fleeting flicks. The encroaching masses of eyeballs didn't stand a chance. The baby, held between her father's knees, wailed.
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3slow-cooking me in the summer heat. We walked another block but I couldn't go on any further. "Please," I panted, "it's so hot in the sun. Can we take a break?" She looked at me.
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1to the families of the victims. No amount of money could cover the psychologist's fees for people who'd had to scrape their cousins off the walls of the town hall.
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2but the employee said I needed to have a receipt as proof of purchase. Next, I tried abandoning them in the shopping centre, but before I escaped they put an announcement over the