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Smart Bitches Trashy Books is having a contest in honor of the 2008 Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest Winners. Two years ago, I held a similar contest. I feel like it's time to bring it back—with a vengeance!

Here are the rules:

1. Comment with the worst sentence you can imagine opening a fic. I am opening this up to any and all fandoms this year, with the caveat that, as the initial judge, I may be more partial to fandoms I am familiar with. Note: the sentence should be a sentence. Crazy punctuation is fine and even encouraged, but opening paragraphs will not be counted. ETA: You're welcome to make as many entries as you like. I'd recommend one per comment for clarity, but I'm not gonna be a stickler on that.

2. On Thursday morning-ish, I will choose my ten favorite entries for everyone to vote on. Feel free to comment on your favorite entries; my opinions on matters unpolitical can often be swayed. ;-)

3. Voting will run through the weekend; on Monday I will announce the winners and possibly some runners-up. There will be prizes! (Most likely a selection of used books on numerous enchanting subjects.)

4. Feel free to link! Let's see if we can make this an omnifannish extravaganza.

And...go!

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Colonel Jack O’Neill, military man, upright fellow and otherwise righteous dude, was totally down with the fact that the Gwaould (or whatever) were bad news, but that fact was only hammered home to him when he found himself pinned behind a sheep, which he was holding on to for dear life as he tried to keep the damn thing from moving away, as sheep have a tendency do to, and he wasn’t really sure it was actually a sheep anyway, this being planet P3X-something something something, but he figured if the damn trees were the same, maybe this was a sheep; and as another salvo of zat (or whatever) weapons fire sped past the frightened bicuspid, he wove his fingers into its woolly fur and tossed a brief prayer to the heavens above: “What Would Daniel Do?”