Literary sextuplets

This is being pegged as a meme, but it's so much more damned seductive than your regular meme. I first read it on one of Turnbaby's posts last week (she got it from Miss Nancy Pants) and lots of other people have done it since then.

This is the nitty-gritty of the whole thing:

A writer's meme.

Ernest Hemingway said the best thing he ever wrote was a six-word story. It is this:

For sale--
Baby shoes.
Never used.

My challenge to you, Dear Readers and Writers, is to come up with your own six-word story. That's all. Six words. How hard could that be? It'll only take a minute.

Remember that the six words are supposed to make up a whole story. I think Hemingway was nuts; a genius, but nuts all the same. This is a lot harder than it seems to be. A story usually has to have a beginning, a middle, and an end.

I think what's fun about this writer's meme is the implied beginning, middle, and end. It isn't mental spoon-feeding; you know there's a story in there somewhere, and it's up to you to find out what it is. As with many short stories, remember that what's written is just the tip of the iceberg, that there are usually layers upon layers of meaning underneath it all. Meaning that is subject to each reader's thinking processes. The provocative, evocative parts lie dormant beneath the surface...to be kissed to a glorious awakening by a vibrant imagination.

So, here are the six-word "stories" I came up with:

I can still drive, okay? Cheers!

Need you ask? I'm all yours.

No, don't ask.
Just do it.

It wasn't funny, I know. Sorry.

Hi! How are you?
Oh.
Goodbye.

Game over.
Did I win?
Or lose?

I'm dream-weaving.
You're not in it.

Lipstick and blood -- which is which?

Karma chameleon time.
Dance, you bastard.

Ouch! You promised it wouldn't hurt.

Slowly, gently, please?
I'm still sore

Dawn's here.
Sleep, love.
You're exhausted.