Angst called out to Pangst: "I've found a great place to hide. It's nice and warm and we'll come to no harm. Because RF, for all his outer veneer actually likes having us here." So they moved into RF's pants.

Monday, November 06, 2006

Sixes and Sevens

I am often accused of being prolix
And this is something I intend to fix
By selecting a genre that limits
My stories to a measly word count of six!

Friends, countrymen, gentlemen and the odd lady
Please put your hands together immediately
For the newest beast in the city -
I proudly present The Six Word Story!


'Have money?'
'Yes'
'I love you.'

'I'm ill.'
'So?'
'I'm dying.'
'No!'

'Do you know my father?'
'Don't you?'

A long time ago, I died.

Boy met girl. She died. He cried. [Love Story]

'Wish you were here.'
'I don't.'

Note:
They're rather irritating to write and I don't have much time anyway.
Also, I can count. I know two of the above are seven words long. So hang me.

 
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