Six Word Stories: Drive-Thru
Tuesday, September 7th, 2010“How are you today?”
“I’m dying.”
“…”
“How are you today?”
“I’m dying.”
“…”
Bob copyedited spam for a living.
“Send immediately: Lawyers, guns, and money.”
With apologies to Warren Zevon. It’s actually not a bad shopping list for an insurgent: Lawyers to restrict the actions of COIN forces, guns to attack the civil society, and money to propagandize the populace.
The talking gorillas were dreadful conversationalists.
“I’ll get you. Or time will.”
One broken confidence destroyed two reputations.
Editorial note: I don’t think this one quite works, and since I’m fond of the idea behind it, I’m going to go all Director’s-commentary and belabor the point. Whenever you betray someone’s confidence, you make at least two people look bad: The person you’re gossiping about, and yourself. However bad the other person might look, you’ve indisputably shown yourself to be untrustworthy, and people remember things like that.
Tom would perfect time travel yesterday.
Tim’s heartache eased at 6000 RPM.
The icicle plunged toward its prey.
Club exit fees replaced cover charges.