Finished Folds (341—360)
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5He was like a pale clown who'd wandered in from the roaring twenties, as at odds with his environment as he was the folds and laces and snaps of his antiquated wardrobe. He strutte
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7And please don't ask me about Joseph and the sheep. All I can say it was like the 90's all over except not on your screensaver, and God saw it was good.
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8face in the marinara, feeling not one, not two, but a multitude of noodly appendages caress the contours of my face, easing into my mouth. Holy Transubstantiation of Durum!
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11"GOLEM SMASH!" and proceeded to attempt to smash everything in sight. Naturally the Play Doh hadn't dried and the Play Doh Clone ended up smooshing himself into an unrecognizable
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5ether for several infinities? Woody then became convinced she'd come from the Appalachian viper handlers, her very veins pulsing with esoteric venom. Woody rose to the occasion.
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5tined for eternity, for is not death an immortality? I shall be transmuted in the cycle of souls and made whole once more!" Karma returned him and he found himself holding a poker.
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9condoms so when Peter came it would
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2legally changed his name by removing the a, d, and a from his name. Everyone started calling him Mna which brought him back to square one. It didn't help he was seeing Jonathan on
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5Deadpool warbled in pleasure, his eyes widening into near-literal saucers of milk.He dropped the grenade he was holding to pin the card on his chest with a safety pin."Safety first
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8cut and dried it, dipped it in gloss, processing it entirely.What once was a genuine whodunit now became a suspenseful crime fictional comedy slash mystery with a bit of exstential
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3cius-like, her tongue curling around analects as she made him stay after school. The rain harassed, sometimes caressing, the large windows running along one side of the room.
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10It was romantic as hell. We started with appetizers and finished with a duel. She wasn't wearing any underwear. Neither was I.
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3to reassure him. He let gravity take him to his knees. "Please," he pleaded. "I'll let you throw some weird physics at me. I promise not to Yau."
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7uys formulated a flow chart of all the things that were excaberated by the Habit, but they didn't get very far because they were too busy ripping bong hits and missing headshots.
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2It was a dark and stormy night. As frozen snowflakes beat against the lead windows, Kris Kringle was dipping his wick in Mrs. Claus's hot bubbling wax.
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2Imichangas!" I wandered the streets, my hollow mind and perforated skull human megaphone, my thoughts laid bare for all to hear. When the wind ceased, a silence so profound
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6Folds. Within the boiling mass of viscous narrative an infinity of Folders folded Folds folding Folders Folding Folded Folds folding Folding Folds. And the metadots'd barely kicked
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5cal clime, gathering moss and lichen that spattered his weatherbeaten face with the gravity given only to those well acquainted with Father Time. His sighs were decades long.
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3Ten years later found him living in a closet with an IV drip. Wires ran from his nose (wireless tech came a bit too late) into an impressive set-up. He was a digital cowboy.
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3with a pail on her haid." It was an open and shut case. She had no chance. "Guilty!" the Judge banged a tattoo, 'and watch your tail goin in jail!"