Ok, so I’m a day late. Mea Culpa. Six tales, six words each, as prompted:
Go ahead, you might as well.
Fine literature critique only makes me.
One million years B.C., Raquel!
My dad might have. Raquel again.
Guess I forgot the profanity filter.
Haven’t found what I’m looking for.
In response to Adam Ickes Six on the Sixth prompts.