At midnight tonight I will choose one or more winners, depending on how cranky I'm feeling and how many snarky comments I think I can leave.
In any case, winner(s) will be notified privately so that when the snarky comment(s) and DB1(s) are delivered, the recipient(s) won't know who sent me.
If you win, choose your victim. I will deliver the DB1 and a snarky comment to your chosen victim.
One entry per person. I'm too lazy to count how many times each person comments so I'm not going to do one entry per comment. For the purpose of this contest, alters will count as separate people.
How will the winner be chosen? I do not know. Maybe I'll write down your names and have a drawing. Maybe I'll sit and look at my monitor until an insect lands on it and the comment that the insect lands on wins. Maybe I'll write all the names on hot dogs, throw the hot dogs out in the yard, and the first one the dog eats is the winner. Maybe I'll just choose everyone as winners to simplify things.


Comments: 42
WHAM!!!!
(I'm working on my victim even as I type.)
Here's my comment. What do you want me to say?
What if the winner is somebody you don't want to leave snarky comments and DB1s with? What are you going to do? What will you do?
So, if you decide to do the insect thing, and volume of comment counts, then will adding the 30000 pixel gif image I made tip the odds of winning in my favor?
Or...am I automatically disqualified for being a family member?
I say you should just leave snarky comments anywhere you want anyway...regardless of who won. You should also allow it to be public so they CAN see it coming. Most of the trolls deserve it anyway.
Honestly, I don't even have an entry, but you can bet I'll be monitoring your comments for all the fun. ;)
You know who, right?
It wasn't until the middle of this year that my articles started getting low ratings... And I could say that because I just now checked, I never really pay attention to how my articles ARE rated! I guess I need to improve my writing a lot?!
That's exactly why you need to win, Duckie!
I've officially been told, but where is my DB1?
It's not that I'm incapable of writing it or don't have the cojones to deliver it, but the recipient I have in mind always removes my comments. For a while there my cat delivered it for me (and oddly enough was beloved by the recipient) but he's dead now. I have no longer have a reliable snark delivery method for this particular member's posts.
Thank you.
Janna, that sounds like a plan. I have a pan of brown sugar brownies in the oven so I'll be nice and sugared up come midnight.
I'll be sending Gather mail(s) as fast as I can type.
On your own post?
I plan to devote most of tomorrow to Gather though. I'm planning to be either iced or snowed in. I can Gather while Lexie does her schoolwork and we can stay warm and dry at home.
I'll think about the option of sending someone a thoughtful comment and a good rating instead. (I hope this wouldn't irrevocably sort me into the 'Good People" category.)
I might have to go leave some snark somewhere to release some pent up aggression, that way I don't leave "I hope your tires explode" somewhere in the paper. I'm sure that isn't a way to make friends and influence others.
I'm so tired.
"cat shit volcano" tore me up!
Mugg, there's a story behind that, but I can't quite remember the details. I think Andrea was talking about having to get cat poop out of her tub drain(!). Vinegar and/or baking soda was mentioned and I suggested doing a cat shit volcano science experiment with the kids. Or something like that...
Great stuff, thanks for sharing!
Sorry about the cut & Paste, but lately I've been a real