Finished Folds (21—40)
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4That happened to me once, and the stench overtakes the room like a turd in the punchbowl. The incapacitated patrons were much easier fodder now for the bouncer bots, who swung
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4, Dick, or Harry, but right here in Francesca Vandersplit's house. The drillers showed up right away and yammered on in excitement. This here well could save the orphanage,
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3of the Gospel According to Crazydance. Unlike most gospels, this publication begins with an abstract, as it is a peer-reviewed research gospel that will appear in a gospel journal.
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1Sit! Play Dead! Get off the couch! Bloody Knuckles! Go to bed! Good boy!
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4Hiroshima, Nagasaki. But stubbed toes compared to this virus. He rifled through mountains of reference manuals to find the origins of this disease. The frantic montage began.
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3thwonk from the bagpipes. The conductor glowered, the third oboe spit, and a general malaise settled over the scene. "you were saying," said the limp baton, "about your mother."
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4figments of imagination, a dream unrealized. Romeo's testicles weren't the source of his shame, but he made well at transferring Juliet's transgressions to his empty crotch.
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3My teeth are worth it, I repeated, from behind bars. Over my cold, dead, gums.
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3for a stronger branch of court. This was the final straw, to the point that Marion's face went blue. Rasping for breath, accepting most would find him plum crazy, he made his case.
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2Alas, they must move forward. The legal system slogs ever onward. the cynics say the purpose is for the power of moolah, but I'm interested in seeing final justice, eh.
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3"One might call this an "exhaustive" list," muttered the local theater critic, making notes in his Moleskin. The second intermission came, and we fled for the backstage spread.
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2At any rate, if his monocle "accidentally" breaks, we'll be prosecuted for a fashion "don't," so we must tolerate Darcy's eccentricities until the stroke of midnight, at which time
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0The Who
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10licked his teeth as though to menace my dentist. He reached into his pocket and revealed my true nature. And that, officer, is why I trashed the place.
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3As for the rest of his head, conflicting information was released. The interrogators moved angrily between orifices, playing bad cop good ear and every other permutation available
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4lers invaded middle management, he knew his days were short. He filled orders at breakneck pace while pretending to heed the furor of directives from the back office. Break time.
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2"To the birthplace of communism!" he instructed the driver. As the adrenaline waned from his daring escape through the cloud of flatulence wore off, he flipped through magazines,
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3the abandoned road that ran through the quarry. Ah ha! Back in 7th grade I read about how magnetite was a dragon deterrent, at least in the tabloids. There wasn't much time to test
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1, winches at the ready. One false move and the wild Ferrari would bolt into the ocean, not to be seen again until the next midlife crisis man meeting in San Diego 2017, when
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1"TO POOP ON!" is what I wanted to say, just to ruin the mood one more time. Peeing on the fire wasn't enough. Making suggestive motions with the leftover bones didn't dissuade