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Friday, May 15, 2009
Sometimes I lie but I have good intentions
As I mentioned in the previous post, UpTake is a hosting a contest.
Anyone can enter.
The deadline's tonight at midnight.
The prize is a spa getaway in Napa Valley at Silverado Resort for four people.
I admit it, I'd sell my children and run over girl scouts for a chance to win.
See, let me tell it like it is.
People come out of the woodwork for contests.
People with sick kids, hard knock lives and woe-is-me stories.
Do you know how hard it is to compete with Sally Sob Story and Henrietta Handicapped and Tanya Toenail Cancer?
Well, I only have one arm.
And one leg.
And I have fifteen kids (all adopted, of course)...that I home school.
In my free time, I serve soup at the homeless shelter...with my one arm, while balancing on my one leg.
I have no hair, because I donated it all to make wigs for chemo patients.
And I donated all my blood to sick people.
I even had all my teeth pulled to give to toothless people.
Why wait til I'm dead to take my organs?
I have a few I don't need...
I've chopped off a few toes for charity & donated a butt cheek to a good cause.
I recycle, volunteer, teach people to read and care for old people.
I bring food to the hungry in third world countries.
No one's more deserving than me.
So, I win.
Right?
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