My Kind of Competition
The Associated Press has a story about SJSU’s annual bad writing contest. This year’s winner made me laugh:
“Gerald began — but was interrupted by a piercing whistle which cost him ten percent of his hearing permanently, as it did everyone else in a ten-mile radius of the eruption, not that it mattered much because for them ‘permanently’ meant the next ten minutes or so until buried by searing lava or suffocated by choking ash — to pee.”
1 comment July 31st, 2007