The young man who burst into the newsroom -- one could argue -- was not dressed in proper office attire; knit hats and plaid flannel shirts were not the norm in the offices of the Daily Planet (which was, of course, the nation's greatest publication, and merited more distinguished dress than this young hoodlum had chosen to grace it with), but in a bizarre twist-of-fate, the young gent utilized a pair of stainless-steel shears to release a concealed yet bountiful bosom from an ace-bandage beneath his undershirt and at last the onlookers could see that this was not simply a ruffian, but the famous, brilliant, and ample-chested Lois Lane -- Jimmy Olsen, the Planet's lovable doormat, would recognize those assets anywhere, and he bounded over to assist Ms. Lane with the removal of her false moustache.

Hee!

Good to see something from you again, Wanda!

See ya,
AnnaBtG.

Thanks. Yeah, somebody tried to explain to me what that meant to me. I looked up some of the references, but I still don't quite get it. Oh, well...

It is a contest in which "entrants are challenged to submit bad opening sentences to imaginary novels." (from the website http://www.sjsu.edu/depts/english/2006.htm)

It seems it is based on a Victorian author who had a knack for such sentences. From the examples on the site, they are convoluted, wordy, and over-the-top!

Hope that helps!

--WD

Yes, thank you very much!