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She had a body that reached out and slapped my face like a five-pound ham-hock tossed from a speeding truck.
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Her eyes were like lipid pools.
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She flashed a sultry gaze in a manner suggestive of peak estrous and an intention to reproduce.
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Knowing now of his perfidy made his friendly smile and outreached hand reek in my nostrils like the funk of a thousand soggy jock straps.
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Wheeee!
He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff in the Gulf Stream, and he had gone eighty-four days now without taking a fish, but as fish tend to live in the sea rather than in a skiff, he really had only himself to blame. |
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My logic saw through their bullshit like an endoscope finding a polyp.
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Our eyes locked like the tumblers of a bank vault.
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This is the sort of stuff only a truly awful writer could come up with. I'm merely an "awful" writer not a "truly awful" writer, so I can't fail at failing this badly.
Appropriately the board subtitle of the moment is "caution: ridicule imminent". |
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