SGA Bulwer-Lytton Contest!
Jul. 12th, 2006 08:25 amSo! Comment here with the worst possible sentence you can imagine opening an SGA fic. On Friday morning, I'll pick a winner and maybe a few runners-up and there will be prizes of some kind. (Maybe fic, maybe something else.) Hopefully, if enough people play, this will be entertaining enough to get us through to the premiere.
I may also compose a few bad sentences myself, although obviously, I am not qualified to win my own contest. *g* Oh, and please feel free to pimp this!
Okay...go!
ETA: In response to a question: Yes, you can enter as many times as you want. *eg*
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Date: 2006-07-12 03:43 pm (UTC)Rodney lay there as John patted his damp brow, keeping his breaths shallow and on an internal rhythm all Rodney could think was one thing,"I don't know why women think labor is so difficult, these pains are nothing to my aching back."
**no offense to anyone that writes mPreg, this just came to me when I went to reply.