Finished Folds (1—20)
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4It was less a walk than a waddle, and less a waddle due to the shoes than a waddle due to the proprietor's weirdly jutting hips. You could about rest lamps on those end tables.
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5-d for once what it was like to be on the other end of the utensil. "I'm sorry for being a vegetarian!" I shouted, hoping the giant spinach would accept my feeble apology. Instead,
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4tickling himself in the backseat, but without enthusiasm, forlorn. Jeff opened the cab door, threw Elmo out and into the gutter, and shoved me in, violent with lust. "Where to?"
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2"Perry," he growled, "could you shut up for 15 seconds already?" He tried to remember what he was just thinking, but Perry interrupted. "But this website! Everything! Climate doom!
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5in the vicious gusts, alarmed citizen-consumers surging in dense crowds, not for the space elevators, but for the nearest iStores. The message repeated: "WARNING: world catastrophe
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2the girl next door turned out to be a guy! Well, eventually, at least. One of those operations. Almost as bad, my ex-wife kept the cats, Moonshine and Tobasco. Now I'm all alone in
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3AM ELOPING WITH YUR BROTHER. SORRY HE HAS A BIGGER TRYST FUND. XOXOXO. My heart nearly exploded. The old man, witnessing my devastation, burst into laughter. I started my jalopy as
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1124) Limit self to 24 New Years Resolutions. "Done!" I triumphed, signing the list. My attorney-wife scowled as she reviewed it, then stood and tossed the list into the fireplace.
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5Ya see, he's a bartender. The "Hole in One" is his concoction: absinthe, Grande Marnier, and cyanide. My poor identical brother was serving at a golf tourney when the lightning
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5summons to appear in Clown Court. "Yes, these are clown shoes YOU IDIOT!" Jay honked his red ball nose and flipped Montague the bird before storming off down the walkway. Montague
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1Vespa which he hot-wired in the parking lot of the Nanantatee Cafe. At top speed, he would arrive at the historical birth home of Dragstar McKinley in around three hours. Detective
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7Det. Manatee (ret.) tucked Herr Whitman into the valentine-shaped waterbed of the reclusive fantasy magnate's 70s throwback love-mansion. "Once upon a time in FoldingStoryLand,"
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3"You got any Heineken?" Brad shouted as he rummaged through the fridge. "All I see is PBR." The Kato-bot impaled Brad from behind with its ninjato. "Are you kidding?" yelled Stan.
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9with the ferocity of a team of junior high school cheerleaders. And they were the only adherents! My sensual martial art was going nowhere. What could save KIRK-KHAN-DO? Desperate,
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2you prefer?" Ned asked, rolling his eyes. (Formerly) Starfish-McMahan's eyes misted, and he looked towards a corner of his office as if gazing at the sun. "Call me Electrolux."
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5And who did they call? That's right, Saul. Saul Goodman. That's me. Usually I do defense, but I know a good (lucrative) case when I smell it. And Uncle Benny's wanton Easter egg
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6world by storm with its varietal performance act "Up with Cattle!" According to theory, bovine liberation could only be achieved by attracting popular support for cows, & the BLF
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3"O my stars, not again!" screamed Sir Cobblebuntly in naked terror. The T Rex pounded the castle walls with his enormous tail. The petrified knight fell to the ground as I shoved
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6What he could do was singe, mainly the flesh of suspects in his custody. In fact, he was called the "Singing" rather than "Singeing" Sheriff due to the poor spelling abilities of
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3Ace of Spades, by Motorhead. It wasn't the song itself he found sad, but that Lemmy had passed on the same day that the tornado had struck. Had Lemmy been killed by the tornado, it