Infamous Last Words

From Reader's Digest, December 2007.

Every year, the organizers of the Bulwer-Lytton prize, based at San Jose University, California, invite entrants from across the world to come up with terrible opening sentences to imaginary novels. Here are some of this year's best efforts:

~ Danny, the little grizzly cub, frolicked in the tall grass on this sunny spring morning, his mother keeping a watchful eye as she chewed on a piece of hiker they had encountered the day before.

~ There was a pregnant pause-as pregnant as Judith had told Darren she was (about seven and a half weeks long), which was why there was a pause in the first place.

And the winner is:
~ Gerald begain - but was interrupted by a piercing whistle that cost him ten percent of his hearing permanently, as it did everyone else in a 20-km radius of the eruption, not that it mattered much because for them 'permanently' meant the next ten minutes or so until buried by searing hot lava or suffocated by choking ash - to pee.

Signing Out,
Laughing Hard - as hard as people must have thought to write the above, which is why I'm laughing in the first place.


ishita-dasgupta said...

I so love you for putting this up...!!! :D :D :D

Rolling On the Floor Laughing My Ass Off... :P :P :P

Muah! :)

anty_anand said...

Well, muah!

Just Me :) said...

*Drum Roll*
I love the way you sign out... and that makes me wish; you wud sign out more often! ;)

anty_anand said...

Maybe I can do a whole post on different way to sign out?

Just Me :) said...

Then again, too much of anything is bad.

anty_anand said...

Right as always babe.