First out the gate, is Splotchy, via email, "As the rumble receded westward, a fine layer of dust settled on the tall stack of vintage condom boxes."
And there's David Barber with, "Who? Dead? You're joking?"
The Professor is on the rail, "As he/she opened the cardboard box and peered inside, the congealed puddles of opaque, orangish-white grease atop of each slice of pepperoni on the cold pizza made him/her feel nauseous."
MRMacrum is on the outside with, "She stepped off the bus in Chapel Hill, North Carolina."
Followed by Steve saying, "When she pulled the knife out of his neck, I knew we were in trouble."
Then bringing up the rear is Über with, "As he/she heard the crunch of tires on the gravel outside, she considered his/her options."
We'll see who comes through the final stretch on December, Friday the 11th, 2009, @ 10:00 AM.
