Anybody who doesn’t run fast enough when they see me coming knows I’ve been binge-watching Supernatural, because the demon Crowley is hawt. He seals the contract on your-soul-for-your-fondest-desire deal with a kiss. Nobody’s that hawt, but it’s tempting. Tempting.
But Crowley isn’t what I want to talk about today. I mean, obviously, he is, but he’s not the subject of this post.
ANYWAY, another demon on the show was talking to a human. He said:
You are ten pounds of sad in a five-pound bag.
That’s perty damn sad.
This post is part of Linda G. Hills weekly blog hop, One-Liner Wednesday. If you have a one-liner or just like them, follow the link.
A WRITING PROMPT FROM ME TO YOU: Write about someone or something both bad and attractive.