The country is going to hell in a bushbag. We're all too stressed out to breathe and too busy not to. In the midst of all of this turmoil, we gotta have a little fun... news?!?! Sure, the debates tomorrow will be a scream and probably draw more viewers than the Superbowl.
I am VERY proud to announce the winner of the September McCunt Essay Contest.... Drumroll, please.... FRANNYLICIOUS!
CONGRATULATIONS, BUBBIE!! MAZEL TOV!! YAHOO!! YOU HAVE WON A DOZEN BOJAMACAKES BY the DIVINE Ms. JINTRINSIQUE, Pastry Chef, arteest and kick ass dame.
This was a damn close race, I mean realllllllllllllllly close. If this were the presidential election, we'd be shvitsing like dawgs, pulling our hair out and panicking.
I wish I could send Bojamacakes to everyone who took the time to contribute their brilliant, hilarious prose. You are all winners and divine peeps I adore, and am grateful to know. A million thank you's to JDC, ZipGirl, TravelingManRick and Frannygirl.
Mister Mister's inappropriately funny essay is the first one posted for the October McCunt essay contest. Be sure to cast your vote in comments, please. Loving...