Write a six word story. Entries open til Saturday 17th at 5pm and we’ll have a poll on Sunday to judge the winner.
You’ll do well to beat the original and best.
Chat. Shit. Get banged.
The End.
It means more, tell us never.
With fewest votes Shatter is eliminated.
Requested double entendre, gave her one.
I thought I knew, I didn’t
Not my own, but the best I’ve read is the old classic:
For Sale: baby shoes, never worn
Thanks for everything, but it’s over
It started badly, then got better
Fell in love, complications, together again
The plot of most movies
And Dan the Man got none
I came, I saw, I conquered.
It was one mountain too many
Here I sit brokenhearted, spent a penny, only farted.
The horror sequel;
I thought it was a fart
Chocolate Mice is a big steamer
What I thought I knew I didn’t.

SIX FUCKING WORDS, NUMBNUTS, SIX WORDS.
Home wasn’t home anymore. Not really.
Who lost to 14 man Dublin