I feel like a giggle. And I feel generous. Kinda. It depends on your definition of generous.
What would you do for one of these:
Answers on a postcard, or by comment. If you do whatever it is and is deemed funny or original enough, I will send you a T-Shirt*. You can supply the size and colour you want if you win. Or you can have a cap instead. Hell, you can have a signed picture of me holding a beer for all I care!
Should you be of the shy kind, and do not wish to have a photo of you with a rubber glove on your head singing Kylie’s hit “I should be so lucky” put on the site, then you could try the second way of winning.
The second way is this:
As you saw, people found the site from Google by searching some weeeeeird stuff. So if you can give me a highly unique “How did it manage to find the site from that!” moment, that will also be entered in to the competition. So if you are so bored it is driving you crazy, there are some 90 posts full of goodies on this site. See what you can find! The result needs to be on the 1st page on Google.
So. What would you do? The competition runs until the 25th April 2008. I on the other hand do not run. Too fat.
Oh, and tell your friends. Or your enemies. Email them and show them the post.
Because I want more readers? Maybe. OK, so yeah. I do. But I would also like to see how many people we can get on this competition. After all, everyone loves a freebie.
* – Final design may change a little. Maybe not. Depends. On what? None of your business.
© 2008, Sy. All rights reserved.
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11 responses so far ↓
1 Anca
// Apr 10, 2008 at 9:42 am
I want that teeee! I’ll see what I can do to enter the contest. It ends in a few days? Short contest…I’d better hurry
2 » Blog Archive » Today’s Posts // Apr 10, 2008 at 11:37 am
[...] A Competition You Say? and It’s Not Exactly Mushroom Material - both of these posts come from Sy, WheelTurningHamsterDead.com. He is giving away a very cool T-shirt and also invites you to participate in his stories by providing him with any words you can think of. One reader supplied the following words: Stinky socks. Toe fungus. Harold, and the Mushroom story came to life. If you want your own personalized weird/funny story, just drop him a line. [...]
3 Sy
// Apr 10, 2008 at 11:48 am
Short contest? I write stories the same day as I get the words.. I am making people work for this one!!
4 don
// Apr 10, 2008 at 6:34 pm
I’ll admit on my blog that I get ALL my ideas from you.
(God, I’m such a whore.)
5 Sy
// Apr 10, 2008 at 7:12 pm
Well then Don. Me and you both know your site is funnier, so I will let you go and do that should I decide you have won. And then I can be seen as the brains behind your site, and you just put all my great ideas together and make it funny!
6 You were searching for what? Part Deux // Apr 12, 2008 at 12:49 am
[...] A competition you say? [...]
7 Jane Turley
// Apr 12, 2008 at 7:22 am
OH what I would do for a tee shirt like that! But I’m not going to waste my time unless you can assure me it is available in XXXXL. (I like ‘em long to go over mon derriere.)
Firstly, without hesitation, I would like to say that I would happily blitzcrieg my way through Belgium, Poland and France (Shouldn’t be too hard that bit, ho hum ) in my Armoured and highly dangerous CMAX which is modelled on the deadly Panzer tank complete with crushing caterpillars and deadly exploding missiles. Unfortunately, my versatile and leathal CMAX it not yet waterproof, (Although I am at present painting it with highly toxic and chip reistant nail varnish; but as you can appreciate it’s a long job with one of those tiny brushes) so I would be prepared to sit upon a giant air to surface torpedo mounted on the roof of my CMAX and launch myself at terrific speeds across the English Channel whilst singing “The White Cliffs of Dover,” ” I’m Spinning Around” and ” My way (is better than yours and I’m ****** winning this Teeshirt and if anyone stands in my way I will batter them to death with my aluminium saucepans.” (Rap version) I will also follow this by humming “Air on a G String (Well, ok Granny knickers ) By the way that will be an up tempo version.
Having sped across the Channel I will then cruise at speeds of 325 miles an hour (with no safety belt, clutching my mobile in one hand, a Macdonalds in the other and steering with my feet) across the home counties sprinkling leaflets as I go declaring that Mr Simon Hughes is standing at the next general election representing The Monster Raving Looney Hamster Party and would all persons of a sound and reasonable intellect please vote for him in order that sanity be once again returned to the British Parliament.
Then heading toward Gatwick, avoiding anti aircraft fire, harrier jump jets and long range missiles I will hover over Gatwick. (By the way if I come across Richard Branson in his balloon trying to circumnavigate the world I will of course do my duty and assasinate him by pulling out my teeth and throwing them at his balloon until it punctures and he falls miserably to the ground with a hugely deflated ego.) I will then jump from my missile leaving it to move on to explode at Terminal 5 and parachute down to Gatwick Airport. I will brush off the futile attempts of the SAS who believe I am a deadly terrorist and run (aka Bruce Willis) across the tarmac till I find the IT department. Whreupon I will fling open the door, pull out the plugs (thereby rendering the whole transport network completely dead) and place my box of Mrs T’s Milk Tray (chocolate covered pork scratchings) on your desktop.
As an added incentive I will also rip off my clothes and say ” OOOO Master Sy what an incrediably HUGE hamster you have and he he has such fine nuts!”
Have I won ?
8 Sy
// Apr 13, 2008 at 6:43 am
Jane…you understand I need photographic evidence of this in order to win. (You may remain clothed the entire time. This is a rated U blog. Kinda.). YouTUBE vidoes are allowed to be posted to allow for the singing and driving parts of this.
9 Jane Turley
// Apr 13, 2008 at 7:33 am
WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO SAY??? THAT MY ROLLS OF FAT AND LOVE HANDLES HOLD NO INTEREST TO YOU?? I am mortally wounded Sy, mortally wounded…. it is not the flesh that counts but what is underneath (Although I admit it’s seem better days.) Do you not believe that I would do these things for you, to win your infamous teeshirt? Do you doubt Mrs T’s word? MRS T who has personally harrassed and berated many a boy racer, dug her way through esacpe tunnels, parachuted from the top of her house..onto the pavement below(yeah, it was a stupid idea) and fought numerous battles with aged saucepans. Do you know how difficult to it is to get three days of washing up into a dishwasher without a terrible, tomato ketchup induced blood curling fight?
Oh woe, woe, woe is me Master Sy.
Now you know I ain’t technically minded Master Sy..post a You Tube video? There’s as much chance of that happening as there is of me producing a unburnt dinner. Yeah, that’s right.. never..although I admit the idea appeals to my exhibionist streak.
Hmmm… Well Master Sy you are just going to have to accept my word.
By the way I think you should know I do some particularly wicked things with a spatula and an ice pack….
Oh yeah, this is a U rated blog..better not go into the details…..
10 Sy
// Apr 15, 2008 at 1:11 pm
Well, you may well get a T for effort alone! You realise that anyone who receives a T has to post a pic of it to prove they wear it. Alternatively, they can hire an ad at a televised premiership football game.
11 Jane the pain
// Apr 17, 2008 at 12:03 pm
Oh yes, I deserve it! But definately not showing my wares at a premiership football match! Although since men are only interested in balls they probably wouldn’t notice….
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