TBWCYL Day 6 - Book It

Today's task was fairly easy. Today I was to "write the opening sentence of your debut novel". I will get to mine in a moment but before I do, remember how I said the girl that owned this book wrote some crazy shit in here? Well, let me present Kaitlyn's first sentence to her novel.

The demon came with the devil and the demon told satan the devil the devil the devil and satan and the demon and the devil said 666 666 666 666

WTF?!?!?!?!

Someone should maybe see a shrink to figure out where that came from. I mean, come on, use a freaking comma for Christ's sake! And would it kill you to puntuate? Idiot!!!

Anyway, here is my sentence of my debut novel.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" shouted Bert to his semi-retarded brother, Ernie.

Is it sad that after writing this I began to make up a scenario where Bert is forced to take care of his brother, Ernie, in a one bedroom apartment infested by birds and has to constantly deal with the drunken bum, Oscar, all while hiding his own blatant homosexuality and dealing with his bouts of obsessive compulsive disorder?

That is all,

Newt