The battle was hard fought and there were casualties on both sides. We lost some friends, but made new ones. I personally watched eleven Turkish brick layers parish from open neck wounds. Why? Why were they laying brick there? Ah, well. Die and let living stuff die, Paul McCormick says. But I know we're all the better for it. I'm proud of you all.
Mostly, though, I'm proud of Zach, because he wins the midget round. Although I did have a quality chortle at a few different opinions, his makes me think of a society where little people are sold, and in small italic writing near an asterisk it says Zach's opinion and then there are little Capri Sun packet things that have magic in then and those are on a nearby rack, but you have to buy those separately, but it's okay because they sell all sorts of spells for your very own midget, so you want to collect them*. That's why Zach has the best opinion in three words or less.
I do believe that's his first win. Party on. Oh, and before I sign off, I have to apologize for "liking" an entry. It was terribly unprofessional. But it made me go "PLAF!" and I had never heard that sound before. So, sorry Jered. You definitely didn't win.
Okay, bye then. Til next time, sportsfans.
- Zach's Three Words or Less on MIDGETS -
"Magic not included."
Total wins: 1
*DO NOT FRIGGIN START TRYING TO SELL MIDGETS! IT'S FREAKING IMMORAL! IT'S SO WRONG, YOU GUYS! DON'T DO IT!
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