Finished Folds (621—640)
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2ould he get a new map? Not everyone had maps. It might not be replaceable. He felt a tap on his shoulder. "Cap'n," he drawled. "Wee got arsaalves a sitcheeashun."
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2arrived after a long day. "Mm, bean salad. Let me help!" He sliced the tart lemon; meanwhile a pert can of chickpeas rolled out and fell off the shelf in shock, a has-bean.
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4As Angela recited the letters, her mother was transformed into a giant leech. She mentally latched onto her daughter and refused to let go. Things hadn't much changed after all.
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4on and the recorded voice boomed, "WHO'S YOUR DADDY?" Chained to my seat, I peered to my left and shrieked. My friend was gone. In his place sat a dummy, but it was only a torso!
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4I could hear their joints clicking loudly. "Stop! That noise is driving me nuts!" "Sounds like a short drive." That was the last straw. I left the hipsters and their silly walks.
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0said a hooded figure in a long black cloak. The gerbil scampered off the frightened woman onto his outstretched arm. "I see you've met my familiar, Gerry." *Cackle* "Let me go!"
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4"Cool trick!" I exclaimed as a rose-breasted grosbeak hopped out. "But wait - there's more," she said. "Not only will it dispose of unwanted house guests, it sings beautifully."
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0She danced for many years in many, many, different places, with many different people, in many different styles. It wasn't until she danced the mamushka that her talent was
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2We met Matt Damon on the way. He was just leaving the red planet for another mission, this time to find a livable planet in a distant galaxy. "Cool! Just stay away from
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1ng like dis, but whatEVER! She was, like, totally psyched to get a chance to help the child king, who was still kinda wiggin' out on her. "Yo kiddo, you trippin?"
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5On second thought, I pulled the pure maple syrup from the kitchen cabinet and let the bird take a whiff. Do parrots have noses? I started to wonder.
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3ew a kiss and winked. I glanced away, feeling uncomfortable. He'd obviously been watching."I have an itch to scratch, too," Lord Cataract said. I capped the calamine bottle
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6tossed them into a recycling bin, along with an assortment of discarded junk mail, ads, receipts, and coupons. "Hey, there's a sale at Penneys!" I really needed some new
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3ms and feet first. By the time it was over, I had managed to get sticky, cherry red gummy-bear goo all over myself. My boss walked in and caught me Sheet-faced and red-handed.
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6others. He turned away and flicked off the light. His reflection had been waiting to catch him off guard though. Its shiny arms reached out and pulled him into the dark mirror.
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6skilled at sticking his foot in his mouth. John did not wish to tell a bald lie, but he could not bear to hurt Mary's feelings. "It's a good look for you, honey," he said smoothly.
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6like a kookaburra in an old gum tree. "Merry queen of the hems is she, hoarding all the hemrings she can see. Wait - share some with me!" Master Filch and the Pastor crooned.
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5That summer our parents sent my brother and me to stay with an uncle at his sheep farm in upstate New York. At first I felt sheepish for knowing so little about sheep rearing, but
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4old had *ways* of making others understand. He could be quite charming when he wanted to be and oh so manipulative. If Hannah refused to see it his way, Arnold would break
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4the biggest beaver he had ever seen. "You talk too much!" "Careful! It wood beavery bad for you if you were to push me too far," he warned. But the beavers didn't listen. Dam.