When we last checked in, our extra special care package had been shipped to contest winner Brent Wilson, but couldn’t be located! It was just one more reason why I don’t trust or recognize the authority of the conventional mail service, and refuse to open any bills and subpoenas that are sent my way. If these paternity suits are so important, they can be Myspace-bulletined to me, goddamnit!
We here at the site were about ready to chalk this one up as a loss, and never give anything to anyone, ever again, especially not our porcelain hearts. But a final plaintive email to the Brent got him to do some digging, which revealed that the Fun Pack had been sitting on a secretary’s desk for some time, and was now in his possesh! Succesh!
Brent also provided several photos of the big moment. Consider our cockles warmed.
The robot was his. But since it really looks like it’s coming out of the bag, we take full credit.
And there’s the haul. That slice of pizza was almost a month old, but to Brent, it was sweeter than anything he’d ever tasted. Apparently that’s what happens when the Creamy Garlic Sauce ferments.
Congratulations once again to Brent. All we ask in return for the Fun Time Fun Pack bounty is a haiku summing up Amazing Anything Goes Sports Bloopers. If it includes the term “BIFF!”, then I think everyone will be a winner.