Finished Folds (1—20)
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2She was the Joker to my Batman, the Antichrist of my personal religion. If my dear wife Belinda never existed, perhaps the fortune of my dreams could have become reality. I coughed
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3This confirmed it, my destiny was not to clean the toilets of rich people, but to destroy the world! My first act as the Antichrist was to make every step on stairs half a cm highe
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3on the note lay an ancient family secret, passed down from father to son, the secret was... a secret of course, and no one knew what it was. But there had been guesses, and the boy
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3And of course, your secondary firewall didn't even faze me, Mr Hacker. Simple tech like that only makes me cringe when I solve it. But there was a slight issue, your cat pictures
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3buskers busking by Boston. Because bullying bought bullies bad bets, bullies bashed bad boys, betting beyond beatings being bad. But beatings beat being bad, beatings bely bettings
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3So began our first mission at hand, retrieve the sporks needed to rescue you from Hades. I will not lie, it was a tough and perilous journey, the sporks cost 2.99 each! But I went
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3So I set off immediately to China, only a few miles away, and got me some pills. Dad was the first to try one, and he decided to mix his DNA with that of a baboon, we watched with
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4Cro Magnon looked angrily at his partner, and gave a guttural grunt. Neanderthalass gave a sly grin, and headed back into the cave. Meanwhile, the time traveller Bob hid behind a
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8Back home, after a hard days work of folding, I let myself enjoy a hot cup of tea, and a crossword puzzle, for a change. It was then I saw clue 44, 'the process of writing a short
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2"A party animal? That reminds me, weren't there a bunch of escaped party animals from the Disco Zoo? What's Johnny doing with them?" sighed the anonymous man. "I'll bring em back."
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4didn't account for the fact that now for each life, he had to care for over a hundred little mewling kittens. But old Miawrinsky never let this stop him from getting the pussies.
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4Scooby-Doo appeared in my dreamscape again. "Rheeew, rat smells rike rhinky reodorant!" ruffed Scooby. It was then I realised, this whole adventure had led me to one thing: Toffee
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2And so she did, Ms Potts stared until her eyes bled. The seductive spy ruffled his gnarly leg hairs, and grinned at Ms Potts. Slowly, but surely, Ms Potts stood up and sniffed the
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1the support from the man next to him. The rookies shuffled their feet forward, each looking ahead towards their certain death. The commander, atop his AT-AT grinned, Skywalker was
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1All I needed were the sweet, sweet tunes of Cyndi Lauper. "Cyndi!" I cried, "How do I show my true colours? Everybody laughs at me when I sing your song, and now my dad hates me!"
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3This was the story of the fold that made sense, a fold long said to be lost in history. But folds have a mysterious way of reappearing at the most awkward times, like
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3Tim Allen would never have let his role in "The Santa Clause" be reprised by Betty White, let alone those unnamed herders. Betty, however, was as cunning as a certain weasel in
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1exploded then. What had started as a civilised debate grew into a raging argument, and the littlest member there, Rip, glanced nervously at the exit. Stepping gingerly over Floyd's
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3grew not only in size but in a sense of humour. "What did the pool of acid say to the scientist?" asked the acid itself. "Why, it said nice to melt you!" gurgled the pool of acid,
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1Wiz Khalifa till the break of dawn. The Pope was the first to open his eyes, and oh what he saw. Brimstone and hellfire wracked the Earth, and sexy succubi roamed the streets,