h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I'd like to submit an entry to AGG/GAG/CAC

Mr Ripe Sultana (a train of thought from the subconcious)

And Lo,it came to pass, that on the sixth day (that being a Friday, and none too hot neither) she did indeed inherit the earth, "Oh! This is good" she declared, annoyed, because outside it was sodding raining.
" Bloody Hell, I wish I were on some bootifool desert island, with some desert for desert."
Suddenly, There she was, sitting on top of a suet pudding, (pure stodge) surrounded by a sea of beautiful yellow custard, and it had stopped raining! She stuck her very best, most favourite,right index finger into the stodgy ground,- "Well, Gourd love him, Bugger me daze, if it ain't a sultana! I must be sitting on some spotted dick!"
She nibbled a bit, not bothering to wonder if it had arsenic as it's main ingredient. Under her very best, most favourite, left cheek she found the ingredients listing,- starch, cornflowers, starch, more starch and monosodium glutemate. Good. Her very best, most favourite. Most partial to a bit of the old monosodium, she was.
She gazed toward the custard filled horizon, thinking she might take a bit of a dip later on, when her eyes were magnetically drawn toward this exotic figure, striding along with some really good dignity type stuff, and intresting, integrity type stuff towards her. "Yummy! At last my very own Sultana."
He was wearing his turban on backwards, while simultaneously, doing the Indian rope trick with his very best, most favourite, left knuckle. then in a gorgeous, gorgeous, lovely, ooh yoopsey-doopsey accent he groaned saying "I love the taste of industrial waste." She knew when he said that, that he was taken with her too. and that she'd finally met her very own, very best and very most favourite, --- Mr Ripe sultana!

That's a funny bit of writing! Well done m'dear.
Sadly, the CAC-Continuum is in a state of disarray these past couple of years owing to my losing my highspeed internet connection when I moved to a more rural location.

However, the good folks at the UNDERGUIDE, many having earned their stripes as CACers, still carry on seeing that creative writers such as yourself get some respect and attention. So I highly recommend you contact them via the Underguide link on the h2g2 front page.

Good luck
and keep writing!
peace
~jwf~

Thanks! I'm new here, but will take your advice and visit them. I've got a few more like that, they just come off the top of my head, no thinking involved. I wonder about the Freudian slips in them after.
retiring violet

To my mind, Freud would never look good in a slip or any sort of lingerie. But then sometimes a cigar is jest (sic) a cigar.

Let me know how you make out.

~jwf~