So I was sitting on the front porch drinking my vodka and cranberry grape juice with no ice (nine ice trays in the freezer and, thanks to my daughter, all of them empty) and I remembered an assignment my high school composition teacher once gave to write a poem where the first letter of each successive word begins with the next letter of the alphabet.
I'm not feeling very poetic tonight, so howzabout a paragraph instead...
Afterbirth Blotched his Cardigan. The Doctor Emitted a Furious Growl. His Ignorant, Jealous, Kleptomaniac Lover Made Noises Of Pity and Quickly Removed the Sweater. "Thanks," he Uttered. "Very Welcome," she replied. eXtremely Yucky Zygote.
Okay, now you try...