6-word stories 11/27/200611/27/2006 smcquaid 127 Comments Quickthoughts Some of the brightest minds in the Sci-Fi genre have crafted a number of clever 6-word stories. Read them here.
Sander is in CANADAAAAAAHHHsavemefromthefrench!!!11/27/2006 at 7:54 pmPermalink Are we science-fiction oriented only? Or can we oblige Kurt’s disturbing obsession with Kevin Bacon? Fidobot, must you bark in binary? Reply
Roland11/28/2006 at 6:25 amPermalink Roland apologises, it was a joke. Other stories here are hilarious though. Reply
smcquaidPost author11/28/2006 at 6:47 amPermalink That Shaun guy was joking too. Hard to tell, so few words… Reply
Sander11/28/2006 at 6:55 pmPermalink Kurt is fatter than me. Run! Hobo dissections… Next stop: Cardiothoracic surgeon! Naked, pleading: “Don’t tell Ryan.” … Mothers. Reply
Elvis, got a smoke? No? ok.
Six words aren’t quite enough to
Third Left after the Sign, Thanks!
Sex robots created, productivity reaches zero.
EMP cripples US. Buy my bicycle?
Bears finally unite. God help us.
I could go all day. Unless…
Mike D. missing. Shaun takes over.
Atlantis found; shrunk in the wash.
Attack of the Flying Killer marshmallows.
Saw this link ages ago, man.
I love you. Marry me, Bacon.
Frightening news! Soylent green is… delicious.
Roland makes snide remarks. Not cool.
Aliens bequeath superior technology: tasty soda.
Genetic engineers: “Vegans rejoice, bacon trees!”
Are we science-fiction oriented only? Or can we oblige Kurt’s disturbing obsession with Kevin Bacon?
Fidobot, must you bark in binary?
Roland apologises, it was a joke.
Other stories here are hilarious though.
Mike’s kung-fu improves, kicks everyone’s ass.
That Shaun guy was joking too.
Hard to tell, so few words…
Sander gets fatter…uuuuhhhhh….Thats it.
Damned dirty apes… Earth all along.
Bacon: messenger, astronaut, dancer, invisible, lunchmeat.
Ha, good one.
They blew it all up. Maniacs!
It’s like haiku, but more concise.
Syllables no longer a limitation? Skidamarinkadinkadoo!
Vader: I’m your father. Luke: NOOOOOOOOOOO!
Thanks for ruining the ending, Jerk.
Also: Verbal Kint is Kaiser Soze.
He thrashed during the mosh. Poser.
Their older stuff was way better.
I never learned to count.
Well, aren’t you Mr. Clever Pants.
Parachute won’t open. Never trust eBay.
Highrise balcony, she won’t answer. Goodbye.
Created a website. Google’s interested. Billionaire!
Wax fish. I like this girl.
Kurt is fatter than me. Run!
Hobo dissections… Next stop: Cardiothoracic surgeon!
Naked, pleading: “Don’t tell Ryan.” … Mothers.
Looked up, felt heat, wall melted.
This morning, our alternate universe ended.
My dog said, “You didn’t know?”
All earth’s water ran out today.
Turns out the apocalypse was yesterday.
Turns out the apocalypse was bacon.
Is EVERYONE a zombie? Oh God!!!
Digital cameras are actually wormholes? Weird.
Britney Gallivan searches for Mike D.
The internet is IN MY BRAIN.
Wax fish? I don’t understand Patrick.
Meatless lasagna takes over New York