Finished Folds (541—560)
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5Either way, it was revolting and delicious -- the textbook definition of a conundrum. How long would the sandwiches keep? I removed my hand from pappy-in-laws privates, recovering
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3humanity, she lamented. A zeppelin emerged from a large storm cloud. It looked familiar -- it resembled her! Horrified by the giant doppleganger, she screamed, "Progressive doesn't
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4tavern next door. The two taverns were mirror opposites. Everyone in the reverse tavern was speaking backwards. Overjoyed, she fell to her knees and covered her mouth. She also
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3morals or ethics. No qualms with pulping frogs or nuns. Gagimaximillion had to be carefully observed lest it escape and embark on an apocalyptic rampage. It escaped under my watch.
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8as his tongue flicked erratically in and out of his mouth. 15 years on thorazine hadn't done the inspector any favors. I nodded sheepishly, and extinguished the lighter's flame.
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5transform into Super Mario just in time to prevent Snooki from conceiving another demon? Find out next time on It's Strange. I'm David Lynch -- good night. [Applause & explosions]
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55) Please refrain from excessive puns. 6) If 12 minutes have elapsed and you STILL haven't completed the fold, it is time to find another hobby. 7) If you start another list, Kali
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2The fat bearded man did not like much of anything these days. His liver was cirrhotic and he still pined for "Lips" Jolie. Billy Bob stumbled, stood and swayed, and punched a glass
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4for Netanyahu, a satire of the Likud and Israeli politics in general. Three weeks later, he was in Tel Aviv facing a Mossad interrogator with a face like a golem. The pitch hadn't
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4to make a phone call from the strip joint. Well, what do you think?" The conference room was as silent as a morgue. My inspirational poster slogans inspired only horrified stares.
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5the key to happiness WAS to be the final folder. As I wasted away from malnutrition, I hunted down every nine-liner, ensuring an obscure legacy of infamy. But a legacy nonetheless.
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4Mars Bar, the candy bar of war. She dreamed of legions of soldiers ravaging her with milk chocolate, creamy caramel, and the mysterious filling referred to as "nougat". Eventually,
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6it was love at second sight. He was blind now, but charming, a metrosexual who routinely shaved his chest -- a "gleet", in the vernacular. She convinced him she was only 30 by
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5if they could ever get their lazy butts out of God-bed. But noooooo! So Oleg was lost in the annals of Viking history -- until his great great great great great great great great
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2which reflexively began scratching him back. Technology is disgusting. The tiny spider stopped on his chin, and then dropped to the ground. It began unraveling, growing, rumbling.
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4hogtied and is threatening to turn her into steaks! Suzanne began breathing heavier; her heart sounded like wardrums in the stethoscope. Oh, savory beef! Summer screamed, "No daddy
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5came around so that I could stuff them into my nose while slithering an arm about like a trunk. The downside was that the presiding shrink would get to name the "disorder" after
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6but did so for the wrong reason -- he simply hated ducks. As luck would have it, the Bunyip was famished and quickly devoured the beleaguered Nazi-hunters. Weranga was thrilled
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1"What's shaking, Big Betty?" Mathias asked the enormous madame. She stamped out her cigar and pointed with her thumb. "It's smorgasbord night." Tomas scanned the brothel's dining
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3"I need the full story, Bob," I reluctantly admitted. Bob brightened and produced a large sketchbook from somewhere unmentionable. On the first page were two stick figures engaged