And the Winner Is...
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Congratulations to the winner of the story challenge, JEN! Her ghetto rhyme took the proverbial cake, and quite literally, almost made me pee my pants.

The winning entry:
R. Kelly is smokin the dope
Looks at the end of his rope

Thank God he’s got tons a socks
He’s got ‘em to trade for rocks

He needs hisself afterparty Frosties
To give to his prosties

Hair’s all a ‘fro
Cause, yo, the girls ain’t comin round no mo


Anything that references R. Kelly and the words "hisself" and "mo" is a winner in my book.

Jen's SUPER DOOPER PRIZE PACKAGE includes my undying love and friendship and a box of Frango Mints from soon-to-be-another-name Marshall Field's on State Street here in Chicago. Also, a donation to Blue Horse Charities will be made in her name.

Honorable mentions go to Alfred's Mom for the unique creation of a frosty pedicure, and to KateT who managed to work in a classic lyric by Nelly.

Thank you to ALL who participated.