Credit: sparknotes.com. They decided to take the challenge of Scrivere some of their own six-word stories after Leggere some better known ones. Enjoy!
Elevator out of order. Use trampoline.
Bird cried, "Feathers? I want fingers!"
Storming again. cancella the aquilone fights.
Hide! Here comes Beyonce. She's pissed.
This is all a dream, right?
"Kitty will be fine," he lied.
The elefante ate everything, even Paul.
Wizard vs. Jedi Knight? Audience wins.
"Ha," detto Jen as she died.
Party tonight. Bring your own cape.
Did that clown painting just wink?
Clock struck six. Mike struck clock.
Has anyone seen my porcupi—ow!
Man suffocated da hungry giant seahorse.
Without makeup, Gaga looked much better.
"Sorry. We can't arrest bees, ma'am."
Chill out, Ghost of Natale Future.
Six words are not nearly enough.
Wait. [Sniffs] That's not lemonade. Noooo!
He lowered the gun. They kissed.
"Mom is on Facebook," Emily sighed.
VH1 sucks! Wanna fight about it?
The arrows are useless. Use bullets!
"The lucky ones die…" lamented Robocop.
Elevator out of order. Use trampoline.
Bird cried, "Feathers? I want fingers!"
Storming again. cancella the aquilone fights.
Hide! Here comes Beyonce. She's pissed.
This is all a dream, right?
"Kitty will be fine," he lied.
The elefante ate everything, even Paul.
Wizard vs. Jedi Knight? Audience wins.
"Ha," detto Jen as she died.
Party tonight. Bring your own cape.
Did that clown painting just wink?
Clock struck six. Mike struck clock.
Has anyone seen my porcupi—ow!
Man suffocated da hungry giant seahorse.
Without makeup, Gaga looked much better.
"Sorry. We can't arrest bees, ma'am."
Chill out, Ghost of Natale Future.
Six words are not nearly enough.
Wait. [Sniffs] That's not lemonade. Noooo!
He lowered the gun. They kissed.
"Mom is on Facebook," Emily sighed.
VH1 sucks! Wanna fight about it?
The arrows are useless. Use bullets!
"The lucky ones die…" lamented Robocop.