That’s not a shower.
This yellow snow’s delicious!
In the original Klingon.
They drank the Kool-aid.
We did as well.
What can we say?
Intellectual laziness conquers everything.
Why not commit suicide?
Would anyone even notice?
It was his heart.
the oxygen machine failed
She says we talked
(I am a little scared at how easy these are)
I know, right? I’ve tossed out at least half a dozen good ones for being merely three words. For example:
“Home becomes catacomb.” ~ from The Fall of the House of Usher by Edger Allen Poe
Blue screen of death.
Shotgun was facing backwards
it’s never happened before
Dog. Boy. Car. Boy.
Hold beer, watch this.
White laundry, red sock.
Two girls, one cup.
(Yes, I went there.)
ETA: Wow, that was like two stories in one. Completely unintentional.
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Tried search, didn’t work.
that is an amazing amazing amazing piece of not fiction.
Wife still alive. Damn.
My hitman had ethics?