Lazarus was dying to go home.
How annoying. Dead again. Next try.
“I’m not crazy, the zombies came.”
Should have turned left at Albuquerque.
'Twas a bad day for skydiving.
Yet again, the Zeppelins of Doom.
Six word stories:
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Wedding dress for sale, barely used.
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Sometimes, late at night, I remember.
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Work, sleep, work, sleep, work, sleep.
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I remember only what I’ve lost.
We appreciate only what is gone.
The richest corpse is nevertheless dead.
That was a very good year.
Love is a many splendored thing.
He saw. She saw. She shot.
". broken is Machine Time This ! Dammit "
“Don’t move.”
“You…stupid…fucking…bitch.”
“Help! I’m trapped between the pixels!”
“Help me!”
“No.”
“I’ll die”
“Good.”
“Hold on—is that a tooth?”
“You wanna?”
“Sure.”
Later
“Needs salt.”
In this Mathematics, six is infinity.
“100 bottles beer on the wall…”
(Buffalo)[sup]8[/sup]
Hey Earl, watch this…KABOOM…Fuck!
NORM! Look out! The BUZZSAW!..AIIIEEEEEEEEEE
Godot enters, waits around, then leaves