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Mmm. Burritos.
Jul. 13th, 2006 12:17 amThe winner of this year's Bulwer-Lytton Contest:
"Detective Bart Lasiter was in his office studying the light from his one small window falling on his super burrito when the door swung open to reveal a woman whose body said you've had your last burrito for a while, whose face said angels did exist, and whose eyes said she could make you dig your own grave and lick the shovel clean." By Jim Guigli.
And one of the dishonorable mentions:
"It had been a dark and stormy night, but as dawn began to light upthe eastern sky, to the west the heavens suddenly cleared, unveiling apale harvest moon that reposed gently atop the distant mesa like apumpkin on a toilet with the lid down." By Gerald R. Johnson.
"Detective Bart Lasiter was in his office studying the light from his one small window falling on his super burrito when the door swung open to reveal a woman whose body said you've had your last burrito for a while, whose face said angels did exist, and whose eyes said she could make you dig your own grave and lick the shovel clean." By Jim Guigli.
And one of the dishonorable mentions:
"It had been a dark and stormy night, but as dawn began to light upthe eastern sky, to the west the heavens suddenly cleared, unveiling apale harvest moon that reposed gently atop the distant mesa like apumpkin on a toilet with the lid down." By Gerald R. Johnson.
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