Greywood ponders when it’ll become driftwood.
six-word story
Uninhabitable
(a six-word story)
Most land turned toxic on Saturday.
The Day the Toad Stood Still
Image: Pixabay
6-word story version:
The Toad croaked his last ribbit.
50-word story version:
Called the “Toad” for resembling the amphibian, Todd tends to toady to everyone. Immune to his fawning ways, Todd’s enemy tricks him into eating a toadstool disguised as a truffle served with succulent ribs. Always aiming to please, Todd ate everything on the plate. The Toad croaked his last ribbit.
When Carts Cry
Six-word story version:
Cartwright realized he will never sail.
Expanded version — 12-word story:
Land bound, Cartwright accepted his destiny — never to sail the high seas.
Haiku version:
The cart that couldn’t.
On the boardwalk with no sail,
Only treads for wear.
The Whistleblower (six-word story)
Trussed up with seconds to go.
The Devil’s Command (a six-word story)
Don’t stray; stick to my dick.
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Butt Out, Bad Guys
Hadley’s heinous hiney halted hairy hooligans.
The City Kid’s Guide to a Nirvana Hike (a six-word story)
Image by Anna
Be one with nature ‘n sh*t.
Me and the Pokey Pigs (Version 1)
Image by Blogetta
The two long-time friends were just chillin’. Not a worry in the world. They were pig-headed about that. Once they set their minds to lounge, then lounge they would. They didn’t see any reason to run when the rangy man walked toward them with a hammer. Now they find themselves grillin’ on a hot bed.
Flash forward to a day at the park. This is the life. A sunny day and the sweet smell of charcoal wafting through the air. Just hangin’ out with a bangin’ crowd. A great summer start.
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Me and Mr. Pokey Pig (Version 2: a six-word story)
Just chillin’; this is the life.
Thursday Titillation (a six-word story)
Dave tickles his toes for pleasure.
Image: Pixabay
