Finished Folds (41—60)
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4But... as usual I went to the minibar and ate a small pack of peanuts and sat on the greasy floor until dawn's little pink fingers wiggled under the grubby mushroom curtains. Perh
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5As an antidote to my naturally morose demeanor, I was paired with a cheeky chappy called Tommy in our cramped Mars capsule. Unfortunately his wind problems & relentless cheeriness
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3I had to call in my debt asap. It was in Bergelmian shekels and my hot info. was the currency would tank tomorrow when they'd announce a vote to leave the Great Saturnian Huddle
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2"It's one with a point so pointy that only 2 angels ould dance on its tip." With that Monkeycat regarded the matter as closed. We ate crumpets with ginger beer & then went to bed.
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3the crazy cat ladies he was wont to woo. They took one look at Doc Jones & his pack of yapping mutts & vowed celibacy--or even more celibacy in a few cases, truth be told.
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12My car sputtered & died. The nearest garage was 5 miles away. Swimming out of the fog came a legion of wraith-women--the infamous Vicksburg Spinsters, intent on marrying me!
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8thought struck me... surely his preference for Russian pie over American pie would lose him the election. But even though his pamphlets were in Cyrillic and he threw blinis at his
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3it ain't nothing, innit." My broken grammar was spreading. These days I try to getting by but no-one could of help. I hope to a miracle for when to fix, but time isnt by my side.
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1Time to put on the tin foil hats again... the French are voting!
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4filled with her gigantic veined eyeball. I had to talk so I confided in Josh from work who was Tinder swiping at the time. He said I should maybe relax & fixed me up with a date
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4The secret flew up into a tree and alighted on a branch folding up its oily black wings. We tried coaxing it back but it just opened its huge beak, cawing. The neighbours
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5e freezer, then back at the burger mince and started to wonder. Big Tutti had moved on to beating veal escalopes flat with an iron sledge hammer. The kid siddled behind
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6President D Trump's hair so he decided to ruin Kim J Un's bouffant by launching a full nuclear attack. The End... of the world.
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5Ghouls and ghosties gasped as they saw my aquline profile, my piercing gaze, my bulging biceps. I was a beautiful Gerald Ford. Householders chucked fistfulls of sweets into my pum
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5However, when he ate a roast beef panini the mighty chords of Beethoven's 5th erupted causing his kilt to frisson and jiggle like the lava streams of Mt Etna devouring tourists
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7the creamy embrace of a cheesy sauce. Stranded emotionally on the desert of the crudite plate is no place for an anxious brassica... "Dr Goodfeel can see you now Ms Cauli Flower
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5Japanese Noise Rockers and Their Ilk. Professor Hickenbaugh squeezed into his skinny distressed jeans and faded Ladybugcore t-shirt. A chunky beanie disguised his receding hairlin
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5He felt inside the silk-lined pocket of his waistcoat & pulled out a finely engraved card. Dr Derriere's number was hand-tooled across its creamy surface. With a hesitant flipper
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5barista, 'you might need to adjust your clothing." She tucked her nipples back in and they squeaked with disappointment. This set her elbow off, grumbling to itself about the price
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9flood his keyboard with tears of great emotion, unable to tap. Player 3 took Player 2's blank fold and decided to make an ironic but ill-informed stab at saying something about