Exquisite Corpses for 01/17

Last weekend, a few writers gathered for the New Year's Writing Marathon, and as always, we played a few rounds of Exquisite Corpse. Here's some of the results:

The absolute child kisses the luscious hand.

The watching boy drove the religious arm.

A beautiful operation bounced the bruised crayon.

A compromised wrestler heightened the green girl. (I think this happened on Star Trek once.)

The cheesy baker prances a vivid priest. (It was remarked that this happens all the time in the Montrose neighborhood.)

A fearful king tramples his master's potsucker. (Upon reading this in the session, no one would admit to knowing what a potsucker is and I decided that whoever wrote it was just making up words to be provocative. Upon googling the work, I discovered that there is such a thing as a pot sucker. It is a sucker---as in lollipop---that tastes like pot---as in weed, grass, mary jane, marijuana. . .)

An inspiring brute pinches a brimming dinosaur. (We puzzled a bit over how a dinosaur might brim.)

The excited boy angers an exposed foot. (Beware of angry, exposed feet!)

A tasteful puppy licked the desperate grass.

An adverse chicken measured an overbearing illustration.

The hungry bathtub promotes a divine jug.

The dingy watch ate an olive tree. (That someone chose the adjective "olive" and the next person used the noun "tree" seems highly unlikely, doesn't it?)

A tough actor cut the beautiful ball.

The hopeless poem drinks an angelic spoonful of sugar. (A compound direct object!)