Worst Line in the West

The Bulwer-Lytton contest where you try to write a florid sentence has a lot of different categories.

And in the western category, I really like this entry from Ben Connor in Wilmington, Delaware. After commandeering the Black Dog Saloon for a day and a half to lay out every map, zoning ordinance and land deed in the territory, and after checking and rechecking their cartographic calculations, Tumbleweed Mulligan and Johnny Trigger McAllister were forced to admit that there just might be room in this town for the both of them.

Got the zoning maps out, didn’t they? Went down to the courthouse and paid their fee to the county clerk. Can’t you see them stroking their chin?

You know, there just might be room.

They got the calipers out there measuring things, spyglass, the whole bit.

I wonder if they even paid to have the land surveyed.

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