Finished Folds (361—380)
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3acted self-righteous and pure but were real freaks in the sheets. They wouldn't wish for discovery; it would ruin their image. But JC was the star - they couldn't cut him from the
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2O-oh my goodness what is he doing?" "From the look of it, stepping into oncoming traffic," said the cabbie. I ran over and pulled him back just in time. I saved his life that day.
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1"No, no, no! You know not what you think you know. I know more than you you think about this subject. I wrote the book on it."
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1Inexplicably I became a Scottish fold. I looked back further into my family history for a clue to how that came about. I saw Siamese, Burmese, Tonkinese, Persian, and even
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3her plastic buckets and stood up to admire her sandy creation. Passerby pointed and clapped. Unbeknownst to her at the time, sand clung to the backs of her legs and behind
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6from the corner of his lip. Struggling did him no good. He wiggled and danced until he passed out there, halfway in and halfway out of the doggy door.
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7As it turned out, the veggie ice cream was a success. Some the the most popular flavors included Carrots 'N' Cream, Radish The Thought Ripple, Spinach Supreme, Pea Soup Surprise,
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5again when did it ever end well? "I never worry about being driven to drink, I worry about being driven home." W.C. Fields was on a roll that night, and that roll was wry.
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2one does not talk about folding stories in the club. The third cardinal rule of folding stories is
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4take a breather. The lights briefly brightened at the prospect. What? You didn't know that lights need rest, too? It takes a lot of energy to illuminate a McMansion.
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5She could have used her time machine to go back and have a look-see. As it turned out, she ventured into the old library down the street from her house and cracked open a
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2from only a fox's sleep, he'd heard everything the night before. They thought he'd been really out of it and hadn't kept their voices down. Now he knew all about their plan to
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1to play with awhile before dinnertime. Tom, a wily ginger cat, purred happily and passed one to Ms. Kitty, a sassy tortoiseshell, if there ever was one. She batted the jackrabbit
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5There was the cat scratching post made of sisal. At first it alleviated the symptoms, but moments later her toes were tingling again. The itchiness returned. "Got any sandpaper?"
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1education party next weekend. It was dripping with class. You could almost smell it. Just then one of his dinner guests walked in and asked, "Do I smell something burning?"
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10marveled at its beauty. In the end, it was a well-crafted craft, and it sailed, silent but deadly, to its intended target. No one else saw it coming. But that is another story.
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2turned blue-green. A worm had wriggled inside and eaten the magic potato as it went. It transformed into a giant and swallowed its attacker whole. The meanie met his messy end.
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7, the tellie told me off with a quick succession of electrical jolts. "Yeeoww!" What nerve! The television had apparently heard me say that I was going green. I hadn't planned
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5straddle the web. She had the most eyes he'd ever seen. One look from her sent shivers down his spine. "M'lady Tarantula," Bertie began. "Might I, your humble servant, offer you
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3would surely cut off Suparman's head if he ever found out about it. So Suparman was forced to continue the farce. "Come again, Sultan?" "I said I want to buy some CHEESE!"