Finished Folds (341—360)
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13FoldingStory Founder, Noah. "It was so worth it to mortgage my home to pay FS hosting charges because you all have made this the most entertaining, creative site on the internet!"
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4he finally lost it when she started jumping up and down in the seat well, pigtaIls hitting the car ceiling, asking, "are-we-there-yet?are-we-there-yet?are-we-there-yet?are-we-ther
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5causing a run in the shape of baby Jesus' manger.By the time awoke, Fr. Eckert had tweeted a picture & the church was overrun with people wanting to see the "stigmata" on my nylons
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6just one time, Fate wished he could have a day off, but lately Wisdom was making such bad choices, she was going to end up in jail. Fate took a deep breath and got back to work.
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7Basically, he kinda resembled the Dunwich Horror. Maybe not coincidentally his legal name was Cthulhu Wilbur Popplecock. He'd been made fun of all his life, but now that he was
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6"Mr. Blue we're so pleased to be with you, look around see what you do.." 'Breaking Bad:The Musical' was going off without a hitch until the meth head in the front row stood up and
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2The bird crap and twig soup was ready when Pengu Jui & the others arrived.The cook had added a little extra sugar and spit in the soup to substitute for the missing swallow saliva
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8but just as I finished, Death climbed thru the transom.His feet hit the floor and the Dance of Death began. I crunked, stopping Death in his tracks.He did some fancy samba footwork
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4Everybody cheered. 60's sing-alongs had become the new retro rage. All those years watching Mitch Miller really paid off for me. I was the most popular 55 yr. old singing Cougar in
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6"If I could turn back time, if I could find my w-" "Aw cripes, not CHER" shouted the drunk guy on the corner bar stool. Ok, so dive bar karaoke wasn't going so well but I had plans
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6I'd I stuffed my pant legs in my socks to keep them off the public restroom floor & used the last seat liner before I saw the only toilet paper roll on its side on the floor. Panic
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4#6. Bishop #2 said, "no girls are around when we're picking a Pope...say, who ARE you, anyway?" They were now suspicious of Bishop #6 who had a gold grille and a backward mitre
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4When you eat too many Fudgesicles in the summertime, your shorts get tight. When you wear tight shorts, you can't decide if you feel sexy or portly. When you're indecisive, you
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4which made Fabio think I was flirting with him, making me even angrier. With a can of hairspray and a flick of my lighter, I blowtorched the gossip mags and hair extensions
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1started a FoldingStory commune, *was* a good call. All were welcome, even those who couldn't spell. The top 5 on the Leaderboard governed the commune due to their special titles
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2atop the onion basket. It was a hot day, and as Fifi perspired, a pungent onion scent arose from the basket, making Gaston's eyes water. Consequently, he drifted from the bike lane
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9and the world spun madly on. The cat made a few circles on his back and lay down purring, his toddler patted his head and gave him his blankie, and he fell asleep dreaming in color
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8Hoping to create a new species, Mr. J sprinkled Cheez-Its, Squawkopteryx's favorite treat, under Pachypteris trees that attracted lady velociraptors. The next day, horrible screech
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6his gentle & experienced hands. He knew the Spitfire was properly lubricated now, so he gave the "gas pedal" a little push to rev the "engine". The Spitfire immediately "redlined"
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3The prized Angus sat on a knothole cleaning its ears with its hooves.Farmer Bart squished a couple cowhairballs & cowpies as he approached the tree."H-e-e-e-re cowwie cowwie cowwie