Finished Folds (21—40)
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5He sprang upon an empty beer can. It was a Pabst. He toyed with the idea of making art out of it. A string of tin blue ribbons, a jagged and shining border intertwined in the fence
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3the form of a masterpiece one day. Except the fact that Fred used to be a deer himself, little did he, or much less his therapist, know. Wet glassy eyes proved to be a theme for
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7the hermetic street school, when all of a sudden, it hits him. The bag was a bag within a bag, stitched together with fading hymns on crusty archival paper. Inside, a sandwich.
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2as if to rub it in my face that she had eaten all the Doritos. "You're gonna laugh when I say this, but it's true. Portia, that was the last bag." "None left for you," she sneered
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3a huge rip in the overall fabric of the green tight universe. The pups, especially, could sense here that something was amiss when their kool-aid spring was filled with some kind
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6I asked, unaccustomed to thinking about what I was doing in the moment. I had just picked up this book on zen an uncle had given me, and had finally taken a bath to release myself
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4red as his eyes became more sinister, fixated upon his frail subject. "What? Me afraid? Afraid of what? Of...OFFENDING someone?" Mr. Green waited to exhale, horrified in expectatio
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5When the beginning of your story starts to sound like trash, you maybe know you're getting close. To what? Believe me, poverty makes us do things we never thought we might ever do.
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5Alter one iota of your destiny and someone named wish might just encounter you. I found this out once while holding a cardboard sign outside the Fred Myer on Hawthorne Street. This
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2ollably, when all of a sudden she was jolted out of her habitual mockery of herself when the man with the gun burst through the window.
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2was infested with scabies. Not like reading the profile would've helped much. I arrived at their door thinking I would be welcomed into the "best bed and breakfast" this side of
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3it's not a hope that one has to suffer the perpetual rigors of this lifetime, said the old man unto himself without blinking an inkling of feeling away, yet projecting the thought
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2the fireworks would land upon them all. Bamboo was once prevalent across the entire continent; unfortunately, spontaneous combustion became an epidemic, once Adam had gained contro
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3the Hutt. Huns and Hutts. "Boy, could I go for some pizza right about now," Luke joined in. "Pizza and nerf, wow, bro! Did you realize how much college life parallels childhood?"
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7he began to surmise that it was an accumulation of pepperoni grease that caused the fire. That, and a faulty microwave oven. The quaint village of Dowager, population 62, thrilled
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8lived in Honolulu, home of such creatures of nonsense fiction as the purple-squatted hummingbrush, the boobiewobble, and several species of the rare though not yet extinct bee bee
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5and used it to turn the page in the enormous unabridged French-to-English dictionary in order to find the word "gourmand." "I bet it's not a word," sneered Encyclopedia Brown. The
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6of grey fuzzy white noise would shoot out from all orifices at once. So Nick and Nack began to watch the news in the bathroom, on that big screen. Nick had a heart for the legless
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7when our dog came running in with those poopy undies when mom was helping sis with her first menstruation, let's just say it wasn't pretty. I never ate another cheese crepe again.
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2exited like a clown at a rodeo before he had the sense to pound his fists into his Huns. "Hun, why don't you grab me a fist full of dollars?" [Laugh track] "Only riddle me this: if