Cougar and I are sitting on the bed in Fangs and Clause central (Please note: We have more than one bed.) Many things have happened since we presented this contest. Cars have bitten the dust, friends have had interviews with prestigious universities, and we have eaten our weight in seafood.
Cougar: Let’s start with Teri.
Indy: What about her?
Cougar: Her first sentence is seven bloody sentences long.
….long pause while Indy counts…
Indy: You’re right. Only Sarah’s is one sentence.
Cougar: Yeah, but it’s 54 bloody words long.
Indy: [language redacted] I quit.
Cougar: Don’t quit, Indy! And sit up straight, what your father say if he saw you slouching like that?
Indy: I’m too depressed about my car. And I’m tired of arguing with Cougar in public places about whether “[Name of city redacted] is one of my favourite places in the world” counts as a sentence. I don’t think I’m funny anymore. Cheer me up. Give me better sentences.