Predator Press Semi-Annual Caption Contest Winner Announced
Predator Press
[LOBO]
Congrats to Alex L., author of the relentlessly insightful Discrete Charm of the Middle Class for his winning entry.
Well, the only entry actually.
-But I’ve grossly underestimated how much work goes into having these “Caption Contests,” aka judging them and stuff.
With all my candor I’m sure it’s very easy to forget that I’m a dignitary -an emissary from the great nation of LOBOnia, a 10-foot mobile US breakaway province that surrounds me at all times.
It tends to be very time consuming.
And we often mutually benefit from the intertrading commodities -LOBOnia even uses your American currencies.
“Hello you wonderful Americans!” I always singsong as I enter a gas station.
See, America and LOBOnia have great relations overall. In fact there’s nothing I enjoy more than bursting into large groups of industrious hard-working Americans and greeting them effusively.
Invariably, I am met with those silent smiles, the smiles of people drinking in the goodwill and friendship established between these two mighty empires. Seizing the moment, I will approach the countertop deskspace –the area where the proprietor carefully checks his magazines for unsightly typos.
“Ahmed my good man,” I says. “Have you voted for Diesel yet today?"
"Who?"
"Diesel. He's a famous guy on the computer thingy. Drives a car with a clitoris?"
More polite smiling.
"-ah forget it. Ahmed, I wish to engage in a series of negotiations which will allow me to import a rather large emergency cache of Funyuns.”
“Isle Two,” says Ahmed.
“Your assistance in these matters are as always appreciated,” I says embarking for "Isle Two" ... about three feet away. “When your American President inevitably seeks an audience with me, I will be sure to underline your vigorous efforts to facilitate our frequent commerce.”
“$2.11,” says Ahmed.
“It says $1.99 on the bag.”
Ahmed rolls his eyes. “It’s an import-export tariff.”
“I have authorized no such levee.”
“$2.11,” says Ahmed.
I shake my scepter warningly. “But it says $1.99 on the bag!”
[*sigh*]
-Being a dignitary is very time consuming.
Congrats Alex!
[LOBO]
Congrats to Alex L., author of the relentlessly insightful Discrete Charm of the Middle Class for his winning entry.
Well, the only entry actually.
-But I’ve grossly underestimated how much work goes into having these “Caption Contests,” aka judging them and stuff.
With all my candor I’m sure it’s very easy to forget that I’m a dignitary -an emissary from the great nation of LOBOnia, a 10-foot mobile US breakaway province that surrounds me at all times.
It tends to be very time consuming.
And we often mutually benefit from the intertrading commodities -LOBOnia even uses your American currencies.
“Hello you wonderful Americans!” I always singsong as I enter a gas station.
See, America and LOBOnia have great relations overall. In fact there’s nothing I enjoy more than bursting into large groups of industrious hard-working Americans and greeting them effusively.
Invariably, I am met with those silent smiles, the smiles of people drinking in the goodwill and friendship established between these two mighty empires. Seizing the moment, I will approach the countertop deskspace –the area where the proprietor carefully checks his magazines for unsightly typos.
“Ahmed my good man,” I says. “Have you voted for Diesel yet today?"
"Who?"
"Diesel. He's a famous guy on the computer thingy. Drives a car with a clitoris?"
More polite smiling.
"-ah forget it. Ahmed, I wish to engage in a series of negotiations which will allow me to import a rather large emergency cache of Funyuns.”
“Isle Two,” says Ahmed.
“Your assistance in these matters are as always appreciated,” I says embarking for "Isle Two" ... about three feet away. “When your American President inevitably seeks an audience with me, I will be sure to underline your vigorous efforts to facilitate our frequent commerce.”
“$2.11,” says Ahmed.
“It says $1.99 on the bag.”
Ahmed rolls his eyes. “It’s an import-export tariff.”
“I have authorized no such levee.”
“$2.11,” says Ahmed.
I shake my scepter warningly. “But it says $1.99 on the bag!”
[*sigh*]
-Being a dignitary is very time consuming.
Congrats Alex!
Comments
I read this at work where I was obviously trying not to work so I cry no fair since you didn't even let me get home and try my hand at this new contest.
I see how it is.
Wait a minute!! You are living in the future! That explains a lot.