Finished Folds (1621—1640)
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9pted his crafty reverie. "Oh look, the trash needs to be taken out," Beatrice said sweetly. "You know, it really turns me on when a big, strong man takes out the garbage for me."
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4...but is soon reanimated. Folder 3, a vampire, bares 3-inch fangs at assailant (Folder 4), while Folder 5 walks in and sees Folder 4 still welding the wet noodle. "What's going on
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8r gloved left hand and flicked off bits of grey matter that still clung to the metal key. At last! "The patient's all yours now, Dr. Lecter," she said before dashing to the door.
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7Alas, this is something that has always hounded me. Was it just puppy love, or was it something more? I knew I was ready to unleash my true feelings for her, but what if
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7and sometimes shopped at Piperlime. Likewise Ms. Clementine, Mr. Orange's niece, was said to have such citrus appeal that whenever she strolled by, others had trouble concentrating
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7Upon hearing "Simon Says," Tommy twirled thrice, took two steps, and tried to tap his elbow with his tongue but missed terribly, tripped, and twisted his tibia instead.
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5bolted upright, waking suddenly from a little snooze. Had he been snoring? Other members were eyeballing him. One guy at the end taking notes was trying to keep a straight face
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3. So I slid out of bed, tiptoed to the bathroom, and opened a cabinet, where I found a bottle of blue and red pills. Desperate for sleep, I swallowed one of each
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6Another late night customer at the diner chimed in then, "How poor are they that have not pancakes!" He continued, "By the prickling of my gums, something sticky this way comes!"
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6aimed and fired their slippery black seeds. Private Pineapple pulled Mr. Tomato out of the kiwis' line of fire just in time. "Hey watch out! You don't want wind up as a vegetable!"
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6" Anna said. The man trailing her in a black Citroën laughed, "Je ne sais pas cherie. You tell me." She suddenly stopped in her tracks, reached into one of her grocery bags, and
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4I had an unknown, severe calcium-deficiency, and without the cheese on those chilli-cheese fries, I'd suffer from neuromuscular dysfunction, or even death? What if I
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1Jimmy's light saber-swinging led to the piñata's beheading. Now its insides were spilling out grotesquely, scaring the other children, and promising them nightmares for a week.
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3hings but only he can hear the giant glass bowl's babbling. As he responds out loud, the inhabitants of the bowl just stare at him with unblinking eyes as wide as saucers, and
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4shimmering, multicolored phlegm, which gurgled out of the god's altar. Was this a sign? wondered the sparkly god worshipers. Certainly it was nothing to sneeze at.
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6"Well then maybe you oughta sharpen yer scissors," she quipped. Her husband frowned and seemed upset, yet at the same time slightly puzzled. He continued singing
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4Lyle looked at the lyrics he'd written so far. This really put a new spin on the original song. He hoped it would work for the Prehistoric-themed party that he was planning.
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7Mary soon cracked and revealed that she felt so friend after poaching things up with her boyfriend Shel the night before. "Eggs-actly why is that?" asked her friend Layla.
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3gulped, groping Helen's handmade hankies. Ingrid's inertia immediately jostled Ken's lip-licking, lollygagging llamas. Likewise my nearsighted nephews openly ostracized
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5of the pickle barrel. It had gotten it stuck whilst Buster tried bobbing for my wife's eyeballs. It was really starting to wrinkle up, I noticed. I yanked him back by the shoulders