First Lines

I couldn't believe my ears when I heard the news. Jack McGlenny, arrested for public intoxication, indecent exposure, and assaulting a police officer.

It's a shame, how far the McGlenny name had fallen. I was best friends with Jack's grandfather, Denny.
 
[FONT=&quot]Take another step, I dare you to. Just a small step – that will be enough. [/FONT][FONT=&quot]You are balanced on the very edge, desperate to see beyond . . . [/FONT]
 
Harley looked up just in time to see a dark figure knock her puddin' across the room. "Who are you!" she screamed. no one could be that strong or brave she thought.

"I am the goddam Batman," the figure said stepping out of the shadows.

(If I can't novelize Batman I might actually try that. then I'll make this into a fanfic.)
 
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"you won't find your clothes no matter how much you look for them," she sighed, "You were three sheets to the wind last night and now your clothes are three million pieces to the wind." She laughed then added, "I love having a wood chipper."

(inspiration abounds on the chrons)
 
(All the funnies goin' on here and I'm going to post something serious this time. Go figure. I'll be silly next time...promise. :p )

So you called back, after all this time. For too long, I was sure you were out of my world completely. I have odd moments now when I wish you were.
 
I have a fondness for the Universe next-to-ours-but-one which is probably why I keep going back there.


(I'm sure there's no mandate against serious opening lines ;))
 
The shoe sank, lower and lower, until I could see it no more. A moment after Mother gave up struggling and thankfully joined it.
 
The Earth had been invaded by the Toad people. The alien soldiers burst into my home where I had been crying. Nudging me with a laser rifle, their captain inqured to me what was wrong.

I replied, "I accidently washed my whites and colored clothes together".
 
The little grey alien had turned a brilliant shade of green. I knew it was a mistake to judge alien physiology by human standards, but I couldn't help thinking it was a natural cross-species response to Jazz and her...unique piloting skills.
 
If it was against the law to invite friends on an oceanic trip, then I was guilty. If it was against the law to use my own private watercraft, then I was guilty. And if it was against the law to take over a trillion dollars from the federal government and just hand it over to some communist dictator, well, then I suppose I was guilty of that too.


But I am not a bad man.
 

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