A Medley of Six Word Stories
Sleep:
Sheep, can I count on you?
I'm tired. The sheep are fired.
Wanted: Livestock to count. Floating required.
Rising and shining before the roosters!
Weather:
Sinking its teeth deeper than freezing...
God gets dandruff too; it's snowing.
Exercise:
"Pant-less Man" resides at the gym.
Running a mile. No sweat. Literally.
Time to triddle on the elliptical.
Food:
Cleaning up pancake crust gone amuck!
Fashion:
Epic Win: Pants on the Ground
Just where are your pants located?
Hallelujah! My pants are holy. Amen.
Politics:
Foxy Sarah? "Say it ain't so..."
Sex/Relationships:
Frisky frolics fail to fructify. Frustrated.
He chooses online whores over me.
I am a big deal, dammit!
The Milk Carton said, "Missing: Passion"
Fed up and fool of disappointment.
Call the police! Cupid killed me.
My intuition is plagued by suspicion.
Screw it, I'm getting a vibrator!
Sheep, can I count on you?
I'm tired. The sheep are fired.
Wanted: Livestock to count. Floating required.
Rising and shining before the roosters!
Weather:
Sinking its teeth deeper than freezing...
God gets dandruff too; it's snowing.
Exercise:
"Pant-less Man" resides at the gym.
Running a mile. No sweat. Literally.
Time to triddle on the elliptical.
Food:
Cleaning up pancake crust gone amuck!
Fashion:
Epic Win: Pants on the Ground
Just where are your pants located?
Hallelujah! My pants are holy. Amen.
Politics:
Foxy Sarah? "Say it ain't so..."
Sex/Relationships:
Frisky frolics fail to fructify. Frustrated.
He chooses online whores over me.
I am a big deal, dammit!
The Milk Carton said, "Missing: Passion"
Fed up and fool of disappointment.
Call the police! Cupid killed me.
My intuition is plagued by suspicion.
Screw it, I'm getting a vibrator!