Six Word Stories

His tears ripped my heart apart.

 

Birt, life, death, rinse and repeat.

 

Slap my butt again? You're dead.

 

I'm so stupid I overwatered cacti.

 

Mule! Kick in chest. ER. Morgue.

 

isk sads if no one gets

 

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Broken heart?

 

I tried to wash the cat.

 

The piano lid swung close...Jazz!!!

 

I tried to understand the isk.

 

Death of thread, revival has come.

 

Wheeling too heavy, busted in Moab.

While Evil sleeps, nightmares come alive.

 

Hooked the fish. Lost the pole.

 

six eight four nine four three

 

SeithLoki told an ironic joke, above.

 

Good thing I checked that "fart".

 

Artifacs didn't get the joke... again.

 

Are we paid by the word?

 

The cat murdered my little sister.

 

My sister’s ghost murdered the cat.

 

Girl and Cat found fighting afterlife.

 

Girl and eight copy cats cuddled.

 

Nine. Six eight four two, twenty-four-seven.

 

Big black bugs bled black blood.