Enter the
Bulwer-Lytton contest where www means "
wretched writers welcome"
For those who are not familiar, the opening sentence of Edward Bulwer-Lytton's
Paul Clifford is quoted below:
“It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents, except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the house-tops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness.”
The 2021 winner:
“A lecherous sunrise flaunted itself over a flatulent sea, ripping the obsidian bodice of night asunder with its rapacious fingers of gold, thus exposing her dusky bosom to the dawn’s ogling stare.”