What is your six word memoir?

Well, that worked out pretty good.

Holy fucking asscrackers, it’s about time.

Good Lord! What an gigantic nerd!

Lather. Rinse. Repeat. Lather. Rinse. Repeat.

I did nothing on general principle.

Sharp knives, loud guns, good whiskey.

Worked hard; partied harder. No regrets.

Hah, wait till you see THIS!

Sorry to Some. Love to All.

Tried to be a good person.

That’s it? I’m dead already? Huh!

Tears in rain. Time to die.

A long story involving crazed southerners.

“Hey Y’all! Watch me do this!”

I’m not going to tell you.

Veni, vidi, veho, vino, diligo, vici!

I can’t take credit for this one, but I love it:

Brush with death. Floss with life.

Thanks for buying my book… sucker!

Best friend scum could ask for.

Alternate title suggestion: Sure Wish I’d Learned to Count.