The Contest

a real-time account of many a poorly thought-out contest.

Saturday, October 29, 2005

Remember Sammy Jenkis

This is best contest ever. I feel like an athlete. I'm not sure why everybody's turning into a sissy about it. I feel that if I can lose the contest by myself, when I am unmotivated to do it, my prowess in the bedroom will be unmatched. You better recognize I'm a P-i-m-p, you better recognize.

Even Futurama was more optimistic about this type of thing. I quote Zach Branagan "The spirit is willing but the flesh is spongy bruised." Til it bleeds.

Jeff, I'd like to tell you my progress at this point but I'm afraid things might get weird during the Hour That Time Forgot. Alls I'm saying is that I don't want this to turn into an X-Files episode because people are threatened by my total which is sure to have already clinched victory.

[I had to take a break to lose the contest]

And for all of certain people's complaining about getting a late start and what not, I'd like to point out, regardless of who wins the contest, I took all of Wednesday off because I was working like 18 hours of that day. Also, I'm stuck at my parents' house.

If I was David Pearl, I would have a hard-hat on 16 hours a day. Do any of you get that?

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