Writing Contest - Sentences I Never Thought I Would Say Or Hear: Volume Five

May 01, 2024

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Use one or more of these collected sentences in a story, a script, a piece of original music, or a poem that you write.
No editing the prompts. They must remain intact.
Post a link to the story, poem, music, or script you have written in the comments of this article so I can find them and so that others may enjoy reading these too.
This link you provide will serve as your “entry.”
The link must be listed in the comments of this article below in order to qualify as an entry.
I will read all of these and choose a winner. I am a human being. I promise nothing but my own subjectivity as a judge. It’s the best I’ve got, so it will have to do.
You may comment as much as you like, but only enter one piece for consideration. I only have one me, so unless one of you can clone me, you are only allowed to enter once.
The winner gets glory, bragging rights, and a free year of SFC on Substack.
You have until May 31, 2024, to submit your entry in the comments below.
After that, I will create another post in which I will link all of the entries and announce the winners.

And without further ado, here’s the prompt list for Volume Five….

He fell into an introversion hole. He does that. We miss him, but we have to wait for him to emerge like groundhog day.
Your Mom just challenged Your Face.
Your Face wants a group to go against Your Mom.
Evil to useful conversion. Because the fuck else you gonna do?! Hollow out your asshat droids. The proof is in the dip, dipshit.
Alpacamallow approves of this message.
This entire page in the photo reads like Snow Crash had a stroke and started hemorrhaging Hello Kitty and vaporwave drizzled word salad.
You don’t choose the orgone accumulator rabbit hole life. The orgone accumulator rabbit hole life chooses you.
This song needs more chicken.
Such sick-as-fuck. Many pluck. Much German. Such wow.
The price of normie-cultist-perceived madness is never free.
The whole thing is full of rhizomatic bears.
It’s like a mindfuck on top of a mindfuck.

Shit-flinging goblin crotch — it’s snowing again!
I was traumatized by cotillion.
The pie-in-the-face nerd from Grease taught my cotillion class.
This year has been the longest decade of my life.
We can all sing kumbaya around the bonfire of the old world, but first we have to light this bitch.
Me when I me had me at hello!
He was a bitch and Zeus knew it.
Unless Hades lays serious pipe it is nogo. No reason to go through hell again, girl.
When life gives you cacti, make desert drinking fountains.
I might have to hire a chicken to sing back-ups.