Herb (hardyharhar) wrote,

Six word memoir

First Michael tagged me, then Anita.  I better get this done before I run out of tagees!

It really was better than Cats.

All day I dream about sex.  (I could do it in six letters a-d-i-d-a-s. )

I broke all the fucking rules.

Tish Stringer should deliver my eulogy.

I laughed.  I cried.  I danced.

How come I can't say "whycome?"

I came.  I saw.  I pooped.

The six word memoir rules are:

write your own six word memoir.
post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you’d like.
link to the person that tagged you in your post.
tag five more blogs with links.
leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to play!

I tag Matthue, Linnea, Pete, Vivek, Cate, and Nina.  Let's play!

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