55 Word Storys


Legalize Pot
Dec 12, 2000
Te Puke, New Zealand
Hey, i've got this book called 'THe World's Shortest Stories'. Basically its full of stories 55words and less.

Heres my favourite:

Uncontrolled terrorists burning the world's oil fields are producing 'nuclear winter' effects in NOrthern Hemisphere.
Industry, agriculture, transport, failing. Prediction: 50 years until horse stock able to serve human needs. Gold, $2 an ounce. Hay passes $100 a bale.
US denies plans to invade hay-producing nations.
'Just routine miltary maneuvers' says the White House.

Now, lets try our luck at producing our own, as the book says, if we try make one a day, then you will have produce 365 a year, of them, 3 or 4 would be good ones, it's not possible to make 365 bad stories.
Sounds Cool. Here is a Star Trek story......off the top of my head.

Enterprise enters Vergona sector. Detects ship attempting escape from star's gravitional pull. Ship fires forward disruptors disabling Enterprise's tractor beam. Enterprise hails. Response: *Static* "....assimilated"

Borg infested Romulan Warbird. Enterprise moves in for attack. Targets Warp Core. Warbird pulled into the star......explodes. Energy wave expands around star, destroys Enterprise Warp Drive. Ship..........Stranded.

Wow....54 words...unless I counted wrong.

What do you think? ;)
From my old monkey thread: http://forums.civfanatics.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=14714

The pet store was selling them for five cents a piece. I bought 200 of them. They kept punching themselves in the genitals. I laughed. They punched me in the genitals. I stopped laughing.
They all died. God damn cheap monkeys. I like monkeys.
a man walked down the road found brief case against a wall wonders who it is goes in to a pub and asks them walks out and opens it's a bomb he throws it in the bin and runs off and in the night the place were the man found the bomb explodes :nuke:

The end
A salmon product
One Cold night in a remote nothern country were the rain was beating hard a man runs for shelter In the old empty barn opens the door that creeks and finds... Noting in it he sleeps pt the storm and goes about his way

The end
A salmon product
One day Iain was walking down the street when a car pulled up beside him. Iain wondered what they wanted and walked up to the car. The man inside said "I got a message for you from the boss". He pulled out a porcelain Glock and filled Iain with lead and drove off.

A Sixchan Inc. production.
The Planet has been almost completely destroyed and HUmans become Galactic Barbarians, looting and pillaging worlds, till they are exhausted of resources. Finally encounter a People who still play CIV3, get distracted by it and lose all interest in survival of the species:p ;)
In the beginning, there was the word, and the word was muffled by the exploding sounds of creation. Meanwhile, some several billion years later, the word was still wandering about the cosmos, bouncing off stars, and pestering asteroids. Suddenly, it was shot by a passing lexiconographer, and pinned into his new dictionary. So very sad.
‘The latest in sports technology: Nikey Muscle Bands. Developed in secret US labs, made of synthetic industructable fibres, these bands, applied to certain pressure points increase stamina, endurance, decrease persperation.’.
Lee sighed, sewed another Muscle Band, and dreamt, if she saved all her money, 10c daily, she too could afford one, in 25 years time.
Global economic collapse. The world's resources have run dry, say UN convention on energy. CO2 levels are reaching astronomical proportions, and all life has died outside of habitat pods. Air is rationed, and millions die of suffocation. "Controlling population is vital. Only the strong and the smart may survive" they say.
I dare somebody to compete with my darkness:

"A volatile mixture of chemicals called "Drano" is a common utility in American households where shower drains plug up with all manner of organic material. When the organic matters and chemicals meet they turn into a gasy, foamy liquid that can be easily washed down the sewers; yet you can only imagine the volcanic reaction "Drano" had with the organic insides of little Sarah when she drank a whole bottle shortly after coming to the conclusion that the world didn't need her anymore."
Johnny crawled along the path, keeping low to avoid the guards. He dove into a corner as a patrol walked by. After they had gone, he rose, and continued his crawl. standing up to see if any other patrols were around, he saw one standing in front of him. They tore him limb from limb.
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