Finished Folds (101—120)
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5to slap him, but accidentally hugged him and burst into tears instead. The audience threw popcorn, hotdogs and shoes at us but I wouldn't release my grip on my hairless opponent
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4hang a blue ribbon as the ribbon shop only sold red ribbon. But crafty residents hung red ribbons on their doors & spray painted THIS IS A BLUE RIBBON underneath. The foiled mayor
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8the ocean blue to float to Peru to travel by gnu to see Maya Angelou. She complained to Mama Gumba that she hadn't been invited to recite poetry at the latest inauguration even tho
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5the kind of gimlet only served at the bar at the far end of the Land of Lost Toys. The woodcutter and Pinocchio climbed into a Buick & peeled out onto the rain soaked streets
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6the Bob Dylan shaped hole in the roof as Bob himself untied his hammer pants parachute. "No need lame-os," he drawled, grabbing the Nobel from the middle of the smorgasbord. Clint
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8"It would be unnatural," I said, twiddling my Fibonnaci. "Put that down," Janice snapped, "we need to talk about... my conic section." I knew this hyperbolic so I gingerly
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4you bought 2 boxes as it was a 2for1 deal with tins of indifference. Then you chucked your indifference through my window. Both this & your tramp stamp puzzled me. Post-Hegelian
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7gorgeous for words & as I made my journey down her alimentary canal, gradually being subsumed, I dreamt of forever being her cupcake. But no... it was the ultimate rejection
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13I am worried that this might be the most beautiful story on FS & that however many more stories we write, nothing could ever come even close to this story's perfection
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7The sheer quantity of folds needed to earn 10,000 leaderboard points requires sacrifices. Folk at the 16th Annual Folding Story Folders' Congress had abandonned personal hygiene
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5the Fold-o-matic 3000xri's butt joke attachment's specialised double entendre widgit sheared off through repetitive strain & shredded the already limited coherence of the autofold
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5. Even worse that they might owe me money & never pay me back, or maybe borrowed my car just before I went into the machine & are still driving it wearing away the tyre rubber &
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5You turned around to find that pillock Josh pointing at the sack. You opened it to find it full of whoopie cushions & plastic turds which spilled out onto the boat's deck. You grou
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6and all the souls of the dead poets and philosophers twinkled down on me. I thought I heard Socrates telling me to swallow my pride & go back, but I ignored him. When I reached Alo
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4Well, one of the reasons. Another reason was that he wore a flat square cardboard box as a hat to church. Fellow congregationalists would hiss, "Oi, Pizza Face. You're blocking my
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4So instead of dressing your cat in a sock, I suggest an oilskin raincoat, sou'wester and rubber boots. Moving on to peafowl, I propose a radical solution to their habit of dragging
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3understand my transformation into radical fruitarian. I opened my dried pomegranate purse to find my ticket--it was gone! I searched through my banana leaf clothes but no pockets!
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5help in rubbing Vicks Menthol into her chest. After this she changed her mind & asked to see the treasure map. I unfurled the parchment pointing to the Yuconasian gold mine. "All
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7which cooks me in its greasy warmth." Godzilla looked puzzled. "What are you trying to say Lobsterman my love?" "That I'm lactose intolerant you glowy ape!" Godzilla buzzed slightl
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12The same dismal orbit as other failed planets such as Planet Trapped Wind and Planet Cramps. But as Captain Shistrome loosened Planet Diarrhoea's tethers, an eerie face appeared