He moved onto another thread.
This thread, it bored him so.
I am eating out your mom
What is the point of this
Also I need to add most of your stories are not 6 words
Edit: Was trying to figure out why mine sounded so weird to me. Just realized they sound like those little taglines you see on movie posters. I don't think they worked well as stories. Maybe I'll try again later.
Edit 2: Hopefully these are better.
Looking at Earth, we slowly suffocate.
Crucified rebels. Slaves shackled. Roma Victrix.
Beneath raging waves, a leviathan stirs.
Cold and starving, friends become prey.
Reichstag fallen. Red flag rises. Victory.
A whistle blows. Another company dies.
I appreciate your kind words, Mizal.
And thank you for the commendation.
“It's for...school?" the hooker asked.
Aw that’s a lost opportunity. I’m sure your presentation would’ve been very educational to the class, and would’ve definitely scored points with your teacher.
I fucked all of your moms.
You might want to get checked.
Fucked all your moms AGAIN.
Knowing my stepmother, I'd check twice.
My mom is in the hospital and she's crying that she's been raped how could you do this evil villain.
Ha! You've played Into the Breach.
Genius Jones is my middle name.
My shoes are full of semen.
EDIT: No want ban for pedophilia.
Trump's dick is on my wall.
man door hand hook car door
I don't think that's a story.
It's a condensed version of the story where a guy and a girl are on a date in a car. The radio tells them that a patient with one hand and a hook covering the other hand has escaped a nearby insane asylum. The guy assures the girl that it's no big deal and then he leaves to get gas or something. While he's gone, the girl hears scratching on her boyfriend's locked car door before she falls asleep. When she wakes up, her boyfriend is still missing, so she drives to his house. When she gets there, as she exits the car she notices a hook on his car door handle. Hence, man door hand hook car door.
I think you missed the mark.
Well, I'm really sorry about that.
Unarmed, he smiled at the gunman.
Smiling back, the gunman aimed...
(Let’s keep this going in six word replies.)
And threw the dart with precision.
And turned it back with force.
Tee hee. Went on pee spree.
Yep, still milkin'!
I typed. I posted. I regretted.