Finished Folds (261—280)
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4"Hey, there Princess." Casper sashayed over to her, brand new sheets billowing over his ghostly figure suggestively. She looked annoyed, possibly from last night's technical malfun
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5remember. The one defining moment in my life. There were no guarantees, but I wanted to make a difference in this world. I wanted to be the next superhero. The Electric Sponge.
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219 is a tricky age. There's all that teenage angst, coming-of-age tribulations and shitty music. He knew he'd be in for trouble eating those teen-aged Twinkies. If he'd only waited
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6rate." The NSA agent laughed. "Sure." They led me through jail, each sector marked. Minimum Security. Mid. As we reached Maximum Security, a group of cells that read "FoldingStory"
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2The formerly reclusive archipelago now bustled with "Cheese Puffs" fanatics. Alan Alda wept. Galapagos had fallen. Sightseers hunted the novel species for book clubs, football game
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11as a pinch. But who's counting? As long as we're counting, they're 1760 yards in a mile? But if someone gives ya an inch, ya can't take a mile. Unless ya walk a mile in their shoes
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4spicy concoction. But before his batfork could touch the huevos, he stopped mid-poke, batsenses tingling. Now they'd never know the effect of uranium on fine cusine. Why? The Joker
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4he couldn't get Sheila notes after class but something was off. He could see everyone's auras in the lecture hall, colors fluctuating like mood rings. He looked at his hand. Pink.
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6I was just on my regular morning commute & the BLT and tuna melt had me boxed in. Driving my Wienermobile had never caused me so much strife before, but this was Rye Bread Country.
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4How much sunshine and good cheer am I supposed to endure? I was trapped here, in paradise, one complimentary massage away from total madness. Hotel California. It was a mistake.
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2a down payment on the countryhouse he was selling. It was an offer he just couldn't refuse. Sure, there'd be a possible alien takeover if he sold it to 'em, but he wanted a ferrari
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5are just a dirty, rotten pig!" The bride-to-be shrieked. Kermit peered from behind the curtains. It was so cute when she got volatile. Then they wed. Jim Henson would be proud.
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2The shopper looked at the grocery store cashier quizically. "Unless that is the wealthy wiener dog has an equally worthy comrade. Then a wife becomes obsolete." The customer's eye
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7r across a stray mustache hair. Too late. She was spellbound. He just went with it. "Ever heard of the Martian Chronicles?" Nod. "Well I have a chronicle of my own back at my place
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8Well, I did try this new-age crap my sis had been pushing. Up until the dishwasher healed, I'd read a self help book to it daily. I think "Mindful Appliances" really resonated with
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3"Hey, Grandpa, get off the road!" A young punk on a moped yelled. As much as he appreciated the town's pull to return to rustic customs, this was just ridiculous. Mail by horse was
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5the red bandana I wore on my head. Shop Lady knew us all by that infamous accessory. The Siracha Suppliers. We gave siracha sauce to those in need, but it was becoming an addiction
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2tion. "Ranatee? It's Rooby." "Come again?" "Rooby Doo." Of course, Scooby. After discussing McGruff's illicit activities, Manatee decided to team up with Scooby. "Ruh-roh!" Suddenl
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3at home. Even with work obligations, she had to continue the search for her missing n. She'd always felt something missing & would stop at nothing. It would all be a means to an n.
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9"Ariel? Of Ariel Pink's Haunted Grafitti?" Aquaman asked, cleft chin mooning me in the lunar lights. "Yes, how did you-" Aquaman smiled. "We love low-fi. Especially the mermen."