6 word story

and it shriveled up into a

 

Ninja. I walked backwards on my

 

back towards where i first started

 

the slidy floor dome. It was

 

full of vegetable oil from the

 

the night i needed a lubricant

 

to put that lightbulb up my

 

ass, to see if it would

 

give me bright ideas about my

 

house repairs, but it didn't so


^

 

...it only hurt and was embarassing

 

especially with my co-workers watching

 

at the family run convenience store

 

that my great great grandpa traded

 

for a two-bit whore back in

 

1912, which was actually expensive back

 

then for a ten year old

 

who was also capable of cooking

 

donuts and making the finest coffee

 

liquor, which is now called kaluha