[bksvol-discuss] Re: My favorite Bulwer-Lytton sentence

  • From: "Bob" <rwiley@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
  • To: <bksvol-discuss@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
  • Date: Sun, 5 Jul 2009 08:22:53 -0500

No thanks Sue.

However, ahem, here's another winner that I thought was pretty funny:

Darnell knew he was getting hung out to dry when the D.A. made him come clean 
by airing other people's dirty laundry; the plea deal was a new wrinkle and
there were still issues to iron out, but he hoped it would all come out in the 
wash - otherwise he had folded like a cheap suit for nothing. 
Lynn Lamousin
Baton Rouge, LA

Bob
- "Right now I'm having amnesia and deja vu at the same
time."

  ----- Original Message ----- 
  From: siss52 
  To: bksvol-discuss@xxxxxxxxxxxxx 
  Sent: Sunday, July 05, 2009 6:35 AM
  Subject: [bksvol-discuss] Re: My favorite Bulwer-Lytton sentence


  <lol>  That kid could have written the sentence while reading Nineteen 
Minutes, after which playing Twenty Questions while dining at Twenty-One!!  
What fun!!  Any more takers?

  Sue S.

  ----- Original Message ----- 
  From: Bob 
  To: bksvol-discuss@xxxxxxxxxxxxx 
  Sent: Sunday, July 05, 2009 4:43 AM
  Subject: [bksvol-discuss] Re: My favorite Bulwer-Lytton sentence


  <lol> that sentence could have been written by a fourteen-year-old in fifteen 
minutes singing "sixteen candles" while juggling seventeen penguins humming the 
opening bars of the eighteen twelve overture.

  Bob
  - "Right now I'm having amnesia and deja vu at the same
  time."

    ----- Original Message ----- 
    From: Carrie Karnos 
    To: Bookshare Vol Group 
    Sent: Saturday, July 04, 2009 9:22 PM
    Subject: [bksvol-discuss] My favorite Bulwer-Lytton sentence


    About halfway through this sentence, I start screaming, "Make it stop! Make 
it stop!" For me, this is THE worst opening line ever:


    She wasn't really my type, a hard-looking but untalented reporter from the 
local cat box liner, but the first second that the third-rate representative of 
the fourth estate cracked open a new fifth of old Scotch, my sixth sense said 
seventh heaven was as close as an eighth note from Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, 
so, nervous as a tenth grader drowning in eleventh-hour cramming for a physics 
exam, I swept her into my longing arms, and, humming "The Twelfth of Never," I 
got lucky on Friday the thirteenth.

    --Wm. W. "Buddy" Ocheltree, Port Townsend, Washington (1993 Winner)
    See what I mean??

    Carrie





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