Carburetors, you say?

I'm either in too cranky a mood, or they're really not that funny this year, so I can't excerpt one or two in particular that really made me laugh...

Still, it would seem simply wrong not to mention this: the results for the 2005 Bulwer-Lytton fiction contest—this being a contest celebrating intentionally bad fiction writing—are out. If you've never heard of this thing, just to give you an idea what you'll find if you click that link, the winning entry has a besotted swain comparing his lover's breasts to... yes, I'm afraid so... dual carburetors.

That really should be funny, seems to me. Must just be my mood.