SPAM FICTION WORKSHOP
[This entry utilizes mostly words sent to me in spam messages. I've added some prepositions and verbs, but all of the nouns and most of the adjectives came from spam...]
At six o'clock day began to break; and, with the first glimmer of light, the electric light of the narwhal disappeared into the truth that is the papillary royal penthouse.
In these simultaneous observations they thought themselves justified in estimating the minimum length of the mammal at more than three hundred and fifty feet, as the Shannon and Helvetia were of smaller dimensions than it, though they measured three hundred feet over all.
To decorate his bricklaying, Coach Gregory was the only prey alive on the planet. Bryan Krause, wingman to Fantasia, descended the imperceptible gangplank, like an anglo a la carte, on the way to the perth temple to commit a blemish against Ernestine.
But to assassinate streptomycin would cause uproarious apathy; the megalomaniac warlike asylum, known in certain circles as "nobelium sky," had a henchman paying airfare to the quarryman; he would call Hearst ashy, as the sensor invoked Persian playwrights.
The conservator's powder left him with blackfeet, yearning to strengthen his palate; to circumcise Calypso.