Thursday, November 22, 2007

Gobble down your next writing assignment

In honor of turkey day, don't forget to get your turkeys into the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest by April 15th (or so).
It was a dark and stormy night.
Bowlegged frogs littered the roadside mimicking the drunken old men under the railroad bridge who released methane thick as swamp gas into the sultry night choking the frogs in mid-croak in an endless cycle of what passed for life, death, and Al Gore's worst nightmare.


Lorraine Bartlett said...

Did you write that, Rick? My first belly laugh of the day. (Possibly my only one.)

Rick Bylina said...

Didn't write: It was...

Did write: Bowledgged frogs...

Just got done putting both turkeys to rest in their respective tanning salons. Working on the third batch of "fruity" stuffing for the vegetarians in the family.

Eat, drink, and be Mary. Unless you're a guy. Then you can be Joseph.

Go Packers (all 25 relatives are from Wisconsin, of course, the Packers are my favorite team).