John Cowan wrote:
> Roger Mills scripsit:
> >....."Bics", but that's generally a cheap cigarette lighter
> > nowadays.)
>
> Ah yes. Translation exercise (from the Bulwer-Lytton bad writing
competition):
>
> The lovely woman-child Kaa was mercilessly chained to the
> cruel post of the warrior-chief Beast, with his barbarian
> tribe now stacking wood at her nubile feet, when the strong
> clear voice of the poetic and heroic Handsomas roared,
> "Flick your Bic, crisp that chick, and you'll feel my steel
> through your last meal."
>
Omigod. Surely that won??
A modest proposal-- we should form a committee to submit a pseudonymous
entry to the next B-L contest. Surely the collective energy of our warped
minds could produce a real winner.............