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| quote: | Originally posted by Halcyon+On+On
Ok, here's a nice passage from John Steinbeck's The Grapes of Wrath...
[beginning of Chapter 25]
"The spring is beautiful in California. Valleys in which the fruit blossoms are fragrant pink and white waters in a shallow sea. Then the first tendrils of the grapes, swelling from the old gnarled vines, cascade down to cover the trunks. The full green hills are round and soft as breasts. And on the level vegetable lands are the mile-long rows of pale-green lettuce and the spindly little cauliflowers, the gray-green unearthly artichoke plants."
That's visual imagery for ya! Good luck |
i dont know if the teacher (old bitter hag) would like the part that says that the full green hills are round and soft as breasts.... i have to read this infront of the class too...... good quote though
| quote: | Originally posted by Boomer187
taken from american psycho.
Elizabeth, naked, running from the bedroom, blood already on her, is moving with difficulty and she screams out something garbled. My orgasm had been prolonged and its release was intense and my knees are weak. I'm naked too, shouting "You bitch, you piece of bitch trash" at her and since most of the blood is coming from her feet, she slips, manages to get up, and I strike out at her with teh already wet butcher knife that i'm gripping in my right hand, clumsily, slashing her neck from behind, severing something, some veins. |
thanks buuuuuut, as i said above, the teacher might have a heart attack from all the profanity and violence. not that i would care, but still... lol
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