Nekko, I just *had* to comment on your avi. I love, love, love marmosets. Both the creature and the word. Thanks for making my day.
Oh, I suppose I should contribute sentences to be mocked too. Here we go:
"Snow fell over the puddle of blood like sprinkles on a macabre cupcake. Despite gushing like Old Faithful from the severed artery in his leg, Jensen scrabbled back to his feet and snarled at Timothy. What started as a typical challenge between two werewolves over something stupid—the cutting down of a Black Cottonwood on the boundary between their properties—had turned ugly when Tim failed to concede at first blood."