Finished Folds (141—160)
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3was made out of rock, too. The Thing never thought he'd find a woman for him, but he was afraid that this weakness, the nipple pinching, would get out. It was so hard to let go
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6ran him over, killing him instantly. So, I got the bag of cash, but I wasted it and OD'd. This is how I found out that my lucky-ass partner was assistant manager in heaven. I asked
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4display case. They were so high pitched due to the whistling from my wife's deviated septum. I was able to save most of my spleen collection, but it was a race against time to find
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3into the garage. I'd been through this routine several times with the trombone-mobile. Always thought it could rival the Wienermobile, but the last time was such a disaster. Kids
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1"Why don't you try SIR SPEEDY?" Sure, the Kinko's manager wanted to start WWIII, but so did Mailboxes, Etc. and decided to take a tactical advantage. Shooting out of a postage mach
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6poo better than the monkeys, but my stepbrother was building up a serious grudge while getting all the splashback. Our merde trebuchet made our fort impervious to attack, until
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7maker, which was fine, since today's entrepreneurs are all cookie-cutter robots anyway. Robots with a passion for pork rinds. And backgammon. Using 85 year old eastern europeans as
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5Spacebar. Backspace. Spacebar. Backspace. Spacebar. Backspace. Spacebar.
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2I stood staring at the pile of warm, freshly dried laundy. Won't anybody FOLD with me?
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5After all, we were just bit players in this cantina scene. Dammit, get me my agent! I want to be a FEATURED cantina character! Sick of these "evil Jedi" dart games! Give me another
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3Golly Miss Molly was the song he'd sing while he swept the floor 12 times a day. Then he'd dress as Little Richard while he looked for eharmony messages. Video dating was
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7drank from our zippered sheep skin cantines. It was all so romantic, until I realized she had poisoned mine. Et tu, beau-tay?
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3Which had been turned into an exact replica of Oprah's set and even while the fem Dr. Who and companion travelled, Oprah would pop out and shout things like
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2ectomy. I suppose this nesting doll routine that they'd all gotten themselves into could use a good snack. If in the group-hug endosomatophilia, some cheese had been TRAPPED, then
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3or do you have lockjaw?" Mae West was wearing day glo colors, which told me thiswas NOT the Mae West of my fantacies, this was an impersonator. A poor one because
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2's casino had to stop selling the coffee because it gave all the customers good luck, too. But the word got out, so that high rollers started carrying dung to the gaming tables
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4"Hey, Skinny." And he was like, "Hey" And I was like, "Skinny jeans?" And he was like, "Yeah" Then he paid for his Starbucks and I never saw him again. Well, boing storytime is ove
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1it. I just don't pay attention the first time I say a sentence, which results in some pretty funny COD moments. Like when I told Trump I took all his casino's money. What said was
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6But the cross club was having none of Cher, not to mention that they would be closing soon anyway. The religious fundamentalist dance club hadn't really taken off the way Jebedia
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1laugh in the face of the Lohans. And laugh in the face of the Zohan. And just laugh. And laugh. Ha.