Crappy Prizes
Competitions, raffles, give-aways... sure the prizes look great, but don't they always turn out a bit crap should you happen to win them?
The last raffle I bought tickets for, they'd just given away the all-expenses paid weekend in New York when my number came up. Rushing up to find out what I'd won, I was a little disappointed to be handed a box of "Biscuits for Cheese". Especially as they were busy serving the cheese course (complete with biscuits) as they drew the raffle.
( , Thu 4 Aug 2005, 11:16)
Competitions, raffles, give-aways... sure the prizes look great, but don't they always turn out a bit crap should you happen to win them?
The last raffle I bought tickets for, they'd just given away the all-expenses paid weekend in New York when my number came up. Rushing up to find out what I'd won, I was a little disappointed to be handed a box of "Biscuits for Cheese". Especially as they were busy serving the cheese course (complete with biscuits) as they drew the raffle.
( , Thu 4 Aug 2005, 11:16)
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Smartie meltdown....
When I was in junior school we had an annual leavers fete, where the year 6 kids had to make tat and sell it to us etc. I went in for the "how many smarties in the jar" quiz, with a guess of 207. 2 hrs later 2 year 6's walk in with my smarties! damn right i'd won!
Started scoffing them on the way home, and by dinner time, id finished the lot. My brother then pointed out that the scabby years six's had touched each and every one of my smarties in order to count them. He then proceeded with a graphic descrition of what year six boys do with their hands, which made me promptly throw up in a rainbow of colour and mulch! Cheers Jord.
( , Thu 4 Aug 2005, 17:42, Reply)
When I was in junior school we had an annual leavers fete, where the year 6 kids had to make tat and sell it to us etc. I went in for the "how many smarties in the jar" quiz, with a guess of 207. 2 hrs later 2 year 6's walk in with my smarties! damn right i'd won!
Started scoffing them on the way home, and by dinner time, id finished the lot. My brother then pointed out that the scabby years six's had touched each and every one of my smarties in order to count them. He then proceeded with a graphic descrition of what year six boys do with their hands, which made me promptly throw up in a rainbow of colour and mulch! Cheers Jord.
( , Thu 4 Aug 2005, 17:42, Reply)
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