Finished Folds (241—260)
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3"Who gave that squid permission to squirt?" "No one, my Queen," said Marvin. There was another problem. "That pen was a family heirloom given to me by my late great grandfather."
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2tell, but the last time my lips touched my lover's was well before catastrophe struck and the strikes began. It was a lonesome way to live, but at least in the end we did survive.
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3d hubby. He whistled at a pretty passerby. "Hey ducky, want to come under my wing?" Silence. It wasn't eggsactly eggspeckted, but he had a few cockamamie theories why
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4He does. "Slick Rick 'n' Tricky Dick's Sausage Emporium. How can I help you?" "I'd like a sausage and pepperoni hero with extra cheese...Hold the sausage."
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6Mike stared pensively at the stubby fingers sliding against the cigar cutter and was reminded of a strange experience he'd had just a few months ago. One foggy evening
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3She began singing "Every Grain of Sand." I knew time was passing on, but she had such a lovely voice. So I sat and listened. By eventide, she was done. I knew she was the one.
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4quickly noticed by his coworkers. "Is that what I think it is?" "Sh! Yeah, but don't tell anyone." It didn't stay secret for long. His barely-there look became the new craze.
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3, a ballet blooper. Mr. T may have worn the gown, but Mr. Dooper was still the nimcompooper. He loaded his shiny shallot shooter while sitting and sent a sharp-eyed shot into
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5were filled with spandex wearers, but few if any wore hot pink. Most black, blue, and the occasional daring white. I never could quite understand how a grown man could wear
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2pondered while sipping tea from my Marvel comics mug. Wolverine stared at me in his usual tough-guy manner. Suddenly he spoke, "What do you want?" I leapt out of my desk chair and
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5didn't see what happened next. The bombs, sick of being crammed in there so tightly, leapt out of the buckets and rolled freely around the M&M factory. A security officer heard
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7"That's sweet, honey, it really is," she said. "But how am I supposed to make love to a puddle?" I tried to shrug my shoulders at her remark, but all I could do was splash her.
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4the ah bah BAH ah bad taste in meh my meh MEH eh mouth!" Skip sneezed. "Ah ah AH choo-hoo!" "Eheheheh excuse you!" "Thanks...what can I do about that, Porky?"
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6decided to make like trees and leave the forest before the Ent King saw them and offered to tell them another story. Sam and Frodo's ears were still numb from the last tale.
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4it slides like butter off the table onto my toes. My screams echo through the bank vault indefinitely. There is no doubt in my mind somebody heard that. I grab the medallion
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4make an actual appearance. Ever since that fateful May day when a trio of misfits ventured into Kevin the monster's lair - he ate them, legend has it - few people come to visit.
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4The invisible Hand never got much recognition for this masterful work, being invisible was in itself ... well a handicap. So the Hand hired a ghostwriter to help with
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6learned to relax and love the bombardment of frenzied fish. It was clear that the piranhas were hangry. I took pity on them and dropped my sack lunch into the murky bog water.
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6. Yes, it was still there. I pinched my arm. Ouch. I squeezed Flo's cheek. "Hey!" Oh good, I wasn't dreaming. I searched the time-traveling machine's databases for our itinerary.
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8´ wine? It's playfully floral with just a hint of presumption."The table likewise wondered why there was no red offered but chose not to speak up about it. "We'll try the rosé."