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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Pub Quiz
Our local used to do a pub quiz. Not one of these ridiculous competetive jobs, just a bit of a laugh. Prizes varied, but there was a nasty phase when the Landlord started giving out bottles of crap perry ( pear cider ).
As a bunch of 20-something pissheads, we couldn't bring ourselves to drink these. Well, we did try one- hence the other 7 undrunk bottles.
Anyway, christmas rolls round, and we stroll into the pub.
"Hi Kev, Merry Xmas and all that. Here's a little something to say thanks for putting up with us all year"
"Oh, you shouldn't have. It's a bottle. I can tell by the shape of the wrapping paper. Oh, you've all got one. Thanks lads, that's really thoughful. You really shouldn't have."
No, we shouldn't. But at least it got rid of seven bottles of perry.
Guess what the next pub-quiz prize was.
Yup. You got it.
( , Sun 7 Aug 2005, 0:56, Reply)
Our local used to do a pub quiz. Not one of these ridiculous competetive jobs, just a bit of a laugh. Prizes varied, but there was a nasty phase when the Landlord started giving out bottles of crap perry ( pear cider ).
As a bunch of 20-something pissheads, we couldn't bring ourselves to drink these. Well, we did try one- hence the other 7 undrunk bottles.
Anyway, christmas rolls round, and we stroll into the pub.
"Hi Kev, Merry Xmas and all that. Here's a little something to say thanks for putting up with us all year"
"Oh, you shouldn't have. It's a bottle. I can tell by the shape of the wrapping paper. Oh, you've all got one. Thanks lads, that's really thoughful. You really shouldn't have."
No, we shouldn't. But at least it got rid of seven bottles of perry.
Guess what the next pub-quiz prize was.
Yup. You got it.
( , Sun 7 Aug 2005, 0:56, Reply)
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