After much deliberation (and a generous amount of gin), I have declared the winner of the True Story (or make me believe you if it's not) contest to be Anndraya.
Anndraya, you need to tell me which batch of winnin's you'd like.
I'd like to give a nod here to Smarty Pants, who took the challenge (even though he said he wasn't going to) and then embetterulated it with a contest of his own. And because this not at all humble Supreme Ruler had so much fun with it, she is going to steal it.
Best opening line. Go.
I'll put up a voting poll thingummy. Enter as many times as you'd like. Best line wins, and sets the next challenge.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
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When the last of the air was let out of the cat, the bomb went off; that was how we lost Paris.
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