Sauron's EYE. Ack. Typos. Ack. Whyyy no edit button?
Clear the air for cucumbers! Lemon scented merengue slipping along the palisade. And splash! Into the deep abysmal! Light your fingers upon my lips, my cold and dark conundrum. Sashay sashay and shiver me timbers, tickling our forget-me-nots. Ohhh grande odalisque, ovalicious ovaltine. Crane your throat, elongulate. Sing the words your momma gave you! Light the giggles that light the load and whisper forth into your grave. Goosebumps are the stuff of legends, Jason Schwartzman in a cave.
My interpretation of a Wes Anderson 100 words - well, 79 but you know.