
By Robert ChurchwellStaff Writer |
ecently, out of sheer boredom and a surplus of
chewy ursine confection, I decided to hold a contest. My loving mother had recently visited me and had left me a 5 lb. bag of Brock Gummy Bears. Normally, I would have been delighted to have that much concentrated sugar, but unfortunately I had over-dosed on gummy bears as a child and could no longer stomach them in such large amounts. Left with this problem, and knowing my friends, I decided that I would ask them to help. So, in a mass mailing, I implored them to find alternative uses for my cavity-creating collection. The reward would be a signed and dated piece of paper declaring them cool
in my eyes.
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