Finished Folds (21—40)
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0hated politics.
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5like a female giving birth. Remorse gripped me so I squealed a little bit to purge the guilt that came with likening women to pigs. "Now I'm a pig too" I thought. The sugar rush
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4warm blood soaking my clothes because my femoral artery got sliced, then I thought "I feel funny", then I died. I don't remember hitting the pavement though". The devil looked at
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4fact the same person. You think we are separate entities because you see two bodies in front of you, but that's because you're insane. I would never cheat on you with a fish" I sai
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4because they were made of glass, like the one Columbo had. Glass eyes are to Columbo as this one's private parts were to the succubus' mouth. Disgusted, he threw her tooth across
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4was now flowing out from wealthy cities as giant tidal waves that periodically reached and fed the hungry mouths of the middle class camping at the perimeter. Some even surfed it.
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5He limped away from the smoldering crater with rearranged body parts, along with a newfound ability that allowed him to laugh ten times a second. Blast waves will do that to a man.
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6My conditiun is geting worse, I'm havin troubl recolecting the evens in the corect sekwence and wordz har gedding hard to type witouht error in them, im old but my frineds like me
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4the corpse of a frozen Sherpa laying next to a pile of depleted oxygen bottles; nothing else of biblical importance. Was I to die of exposure or head back down to Hell?
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3the orange maelstrom that was falling upon the world. The with my final breath, and empowered by the existential terror of losing you, I became: Forever Us.
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1time tarnish his medals. He had conquered the desert, unfazed by countless mirages that seemed to mock his resolve until a real oasis appeared before Colonel Rumpcheeks' eyes:
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5but the fans weren't aware of it because when the game reset, their memories reset as well, every moment thenceforth being a replay of the previous run. This groundhog day repeated
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4and swearing out loud while clawing in vain at a black censor bar covering her eyes. "She'll peel that thing off, and when she does, we're all dead" the lead actor thought.
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5in my pancake recipe. I wonder what they'll taste like eggless. That's not even a word, says the squiggly red line, maybe you meant legless? I did not. Pancakes don't have legs.
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2Speaking of running out of memory. What is 60466176? It's the maximum number of folds this site can allow in its current configuration. Each fold is identified by 5 alphanumeric
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6The way I see it, said Future, you're both the same, you're both Past. I, on the other hand, am always unfurling, riding the wave of time. So I should go first. Present looked
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3regret was, so a good Samaritan was summoned by folding another line. Merciful, he promptly injected epoxy into their tear ducts to stop the liquid disappointment from ruining
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4position. "Move to E6" boomed a voice from the sky, and a giant hand picked the panicked bishop by the head. "Check mate" sighed the manager in relief. "We can all go home now".
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1the ladder but I did manage to burn down the house along with everyone in it, so my efforts were not in vain. Elated, I knew this would prove my worth to my mobster
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5"Make way for Lord Turd!" someone commanded. The crowd parted and Turd the III approached his Royal Porcelain with haste. "Mama, why is our Grace walking with knees locked?"