Great opening lines are memorable. I can rattle off a few from memory:
- Call Me, Ishamael. (Moby Dick)
- It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife. (Pride and Prejudice)
- Marley was dead to begin with. (A Christmas Carol)
Then there is this line:
I was having my second Frogasm of the night when dinner got weird.
This was Pete Well’s opening to his review of Señor Frog’s restaurant in NYC on 12/29/15. The review of the food (rated fair or satisfactory) was not what made this opening line so memorable. Instead it was the unadulterated sophomoric joy Wells expresses in the review:
“In point of fact, I had already danced in a conga line wearing a three-foot-high crown of yellow and orange balloons that made me look like Simba in a production of “The Lion King” staged by balloon animals.”
It’s outlandish, ridiculous, and hilarious. All that….and the repeated word “frogasm”!
“But … here, hold my Frogasm, I need to stand on the speakers and dance. Because I had more fun at Señor Frog’s than at almost any other restaurant that has opened in the last few years.”
I have no idea what the Frogasm is…but I can’t wait to go!