Finished Folds (161—180)
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5, "How could you let this happen?" Tears ran down her face. I said, "But you despised him!" Gwendolyn the Hyena cackled, "No - I spiced him. That dwarf was to be my next meal."
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5greasy supersize menu items. As he sweated over fixing my car, his face paint streaked to reveal skin that looked like a moldy sack of potatoes. I gulped. It was still a bargain.
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5I wrote a detailed review about that little slice of heaven and posted multiple high-res photos of it online. It was a tall order, but somebody had to do it.
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5say. He swished a fin in her general direction. "Mom! Puh-lease," he said, exasperated. "Can't you see I'm trying to study?" He closed the door. Someday maybe she would understand.
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5that it was a hoax, but this time Faux News fooled few. Several of those bookstore browsers made cell phone videos of the bizarre events as they unfolded and uploaded them to
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6"Thanks for the burnt offering. The unitard will come in handy," the blue lady of the fire murmured. Before AC/DC or I could respond, she offered to grant us three wishes. "Each?"
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6cally grinning from ear to ear like two crazy loons, they sidled up to the Professor. Each took an arm and picked his brain for information. "Hey! Looky here, Loomis!"
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6Mr. Rat and his young bobbed for rotting apple cores and felt truly blessed when they discovered a half-eaten tuna fish sandwich. He sniffed the air. The aroma was quite ripe.
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4they raised their tiny heads out of the nest and sang to their "Da-Da." Their screechy voices, though well-intended, pierced the night. A distant call greeted them. Squawkers!
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4In the catalog there were coupons, and who doesn't like a good deal? "Those clam-diggers don't grow on trees," she said, determined to be well-stocked for the upcoming flood.
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4was on standby for the longest time. Quetzalcoatl hissed, and Myrtle gulped. Czernobog perceived that the little hamster was nervous, so he called for another round of spirits.
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7his grandpa had worn a different jacket, anything but that one. Its paisley pastel patterns clashed horribly with his red, green, and gold plaid kilt and knee-high socks. Fugly
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7from someone's plate and turned into a solid lump that floated through the spaceship. "Butterball!" yelled four NASA astronauts, myself included. It was all in good fun.
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6subplot branched off the main story-line. Was the third person the true protagonist? The other two wondered. "Third person does not explain itself to anyone ever," came the reply.
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9It's a cataswophe waiting to happen! In my dreams I pressed a button on the bedside remote control. Bugs Bunny disguised as a nurse promptly appeared. "Eh, what's up, doc?"
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1"Merde means shite," said Antione's daughter Ana. "Wow, you spoke French, I'm so ... proud of you, sweetie." "Cut the condescending crap. Make me a grilled cheese sammich."
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6The sight of that meat had sent them into a frenzy. Before the butcher's booth, Big Tutti tut-tutted, "Ooh! I'll take a juicy leg of lamb." "On the bone, or off?" Her suitor asked.
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3with anyone - spoiler alert! - even themselves. Afterwards the whole gang sat for hours in bumper to bumper traffic on the way home. It was a very pedestrian affair
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5ing. A mounted policeman shouted to those on foot, "Earworm alert!" Hips wiggling uncontrollably, the Brazilian cops tried to cover their ears. I wriggled free and twirled away.
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8were a widower! I might've turned into an old codger, but my heart still beats fer ya, Maybelle!" It almost got to her when he said that, but then she remembered the last time.