It’s amazing what can get done with a little...ahem...coercing...I promised the winner a cookie and I will deliver: one of those Otis Spunkmeyer ones from the U-Mart. YUM. However, I am biased and I do not know who to choose. It may take me awhile, but in the meantime, here are the lovely people who responded to my inquiry. On a side note, Mr. Matt Kreuger was the only person to actually respond before my coercment. This means he is cool, even if he didn’t write his entry.
neenabuzas: Nobody makes me bleed my own blood. NOBODY
neenabuzas: you should see dodgeball..creative..fun..amusing
ChiKeeta161: You have to stay in shape. My grandmother, she started walking five miles a day when she was 60. She's 97 today and we don't know where the hell she is.
Vctony: Ok, I know that I am IMing you with one of my several other screen names (as my main screen name was killed by AOL when my family decided to stop shelling out $20.00 a month, but anyways, why do you need a crazy and amusing away message. Finals, and studying for them, is supposed to suck. If you read a creative and amusing away message, well, then you're having fun and not suffering, which just isn't in the spirit of finals. The whole studying process is supposed to make you wish you were buried deep in a hole somewhere. Ok, just kidding, hmmm.................... thinking of something creative and amusing. I think Chipotle burritos are both creative and amusing, I had one of them tonight and it was very creatively put together and amusing to look at, and eat. Watching all of the people in the ILC studying right now is creative and amusing, as some people look as if they're ready to pull their hair out.
Vctony: Oh, another fun/amusing thing is that my Political Science professor said we're supposed to have fun with our final paper, which I most certainly am -NOT- having fun with now
GooseUA: so you want something amusing huh? well, i just saw the best thing, and i dont think it could get any better than this. (note i got this from your roomie's message but who could top it!)
GooseUA: "No one is Harry Potter! If there was a real Harry, I'd be with him or stalking him right now."
maktbone: amusing, but too long to send through AIM.... stupid aol: 'twas the night before finals http://www.u.arizona.edu/~mkreuger/twas.html
Srista912: Like a Phoenix rising from the ashes...
toods2007: well which one is it? are you going to talk to me again or not?
toods2007: Two antennas meet on a roof, fall in love and get married. The ceremony wasn't much, but the reception was excellent.
Asian685: well.. actually I thought to myself.. a cookie? a cookie for my scourging my large, beautiful brain for a bit of wit to win a most likely biased competition.. with a prize that you probably wouldn't give me? I weighed my choices and I came to the conclusion that studying for an extra five minutes was a better use of my time.. that's my excuse.. so yeah.. eat that cookie.. eat it on your own and enjoy it.. or give it to the one person who left you that message, though everyone loses right? so that means that that one persons message wasn't fun/creative or amusing right? which is too bad.. so in that case.. I guess you should just give that cookie to me.. because... this is fun/creative/amusing....... shut up
Asian685: so.. This one time I ate an apple.. but little did I know that the apple contained a shot of C4 in it and that C4 had been wired to the skin of the apple and any break or tear in the skin of that apple would set off the C4 and blow up whatever it was thrown at or whoever's face was eating it.. so needless to say I lost my face that day.. the face I have now (beautiful, I know.. but not mine) was sculpted by a Michelangelo of the surgeons world.. a Dr. Julie Lemaar.. this event happened when I was about seven years old.. around the time my family moved from Tucson to Scottsdale, I believe the reason was because the kids at school made fun of me for getting my face blown off.. though, come to think of it.. the apple was from the school's lunch room.. it could've been any of them..... those bastards.
RubiKasa: i can't be funny on demand. only when i'm semi-drunk and strickler is eating potato chips from my cleavage. if you're interested in this activity as well, just let me know.
RubiKasa: :-D
Fuzzyalien1013: There once was a girl named ashley,
Fuzzyalien1013: and nothing rhymed with her name.
Fuzzyalien1013: However, it can be rhymed with maashley,
Fuzzyalien1013: yes, this was in fact, part of her fame
Fuzzyalien1013: Now, life for ashley was very simple. She read books and played music to the delight of all. And all thanks to clearasil, never got a pimple.
Fuzzyalien1013: also, to get to her favorite hottie, orlando bloom, would scale a wall.
Fuzzyalien1013: Her fame started in college marching band, She played the clarinet with the hopes of a bowl (game) , ashley wanted to go though her marching band career without being noticed or so she planned, but after a fateful bike incident that went down the hole
Fuzzyalien1013: It all started with the forgetfulness that one might experience when food is at a lack. her poor bike was abandoned at Mckale field along with her anonymity fun. while her bike was 'taken care of' she was chomping down on a big mac, When she arrived at bear down field she exclaimed, "My God! what have I done!"
Fuzzyalien1013: Ashley ventured back to McKale the first place her and her bike came, but alas, nothing was found on that desolate, dark and grassy pitch . when she returned to concert arcs Rees intiated a round of 'meet the band' game. She soon noticed that the games' target was her, but being the nice person that she is, she did not bitch.
Fuzzyalien1013: Ashley's bike has been found hooray hooray they started screaming! Ashley wasn't too happy, but now will never be forgotten, ever. For every year at the annual band banquet Ashley starts steaming, about making Rees' Top Ten List for one lapse of her being clever.
Fuzzyalien1013: The End
Fuzzyalien1013: are you happy now?
Fuzzyalien1013: I only do this because I love you Ms. Warren
