It appears as though I won some DP stuff.
Awsome!!
It appears as though I won some DP stuff.
Awsome!!
I'm glad people enjoyed the slideshow. I didn't capture pictures every prize* but I got most of them and all of the drawn names. How that butt shot of Joe got in the slideshow, I don't know!
* For example, I know I am getting two DP shirts but I was only able to capture a picture of one of them. There's at least one or two other prizes I missed.
Wow I won a space invaders tv game thingy! Cool! Thanks everyone!
#vbender
Got my Sega Visions magazines in the mail yesterday - thanks Joe!
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I got the n-gage games on friday, Thanks DP!
I got my prizes yesterday. Thanks Joe!
The prizes are great and I'm glad I got them. However, they did cause a little domestic trouble at the house last night.
To me, the most valued prize in the package is the shot glass.
Naturally, after unpacking it, I couldn't just put it on a shelf without testing it first:
It works!
Then the bad stuff started happening. Mr. Flibble can detect the smell of whiskey like a bloodhound can track an escaped prisoner and it wasn't long before he demanded a drink.
I tried explaining to him that, considering his small body size, a 2 oz shot of whiskey to him would be like a normal person drinking a whole bottle of the stuff. He didn't care and made a big deal out of it. I relented and give him one shot before locking up the whiskey. A decision I would soon regret.
At first it looked like it wouldn't be so bad and all he did was silly things like "Look at me! I'm wearing a DP T-shirt!"
Or: "Look at me! I have a CD on my head!"
But then he got a little sick and made a mess over my new DP CD.
I was hoping that that would be the end of it but I was dead wrong. Contrary to popular perception, Mr. Flibble doesn't get cross when he's drunk. Instead, he get's very very sad and sentimental.
He saw Mr. Space Fury on the other DP T-shirt and started sobbing uncontrollably.
"I love you Mr. Space Fury! I LOVE you!"
That would have gone on for hours if Mr. Flibble didn't get sick again and, quite LITERALLY, puked his guts out.
Oh man! Stuffing EVERYWHERE! I put Mr. Flibble to bed and then cleaned up the mess. It's a good thing I usually keep the booze locked up. Well, it could have been worse. Back in the old days, Mr. Flibble's drinking usually involved naked women running in the streets, gunshots, cops, jail time. So I can deal with a little dancing and penguin vomit. Mr. Flibble has mellowed out in his old age.
Anyway, thanks for the prizes Joe!
That was an awesome post, Altairboy! Thanks for the laugh
Thanks, Joe. I thought it would be a cool way to show off my prizes.
As to the quality of the post, my thanks go to Mr. Flibble. After all, it was his, er, drunken performance that made the post shine.