Round 18: parade of stiffs!
Listen up: THIS IS A NEW DEAD POOL. The last one terminated on a decision by the judges (namely, me) six hours ago. Grasshopper takes the dick! With some CNN guy.
Hey, you know, CNN…that used to be a network. I’ll take it. Congratulations, grasshopper!
0. Rule Zero is a new rule, in honor of Steve. I was going to call it Rule Duh, but “duh” is not a number. Your pick? Has to be alive when you pick him or her.
1. Pick a celebrity. Any celebrity — though I reserve the right to nix picks I never heard of (I don’t generally follow the Dead Pool threads carefully, so if you’re unsure of your pick, call it to my attention).
2. We start from scratch every time. No matter who you had last time, or who you may have called between rounds, you have to turn up on this very thread and stake your claim.
3. Poaching and other dirty tricks positively encouraged.
4. Your first choice sticks. Don’t just blurt something out, m’kay?
5. It’s up to you to search the thread and make sure your choice is unique. I’m waayyyy too lazy. Popular picks go fast.
6. The pool stays open until somebody on the list dies. Feel free to jump in any time. Noobs, strangers, drive-bys and one-comment-wonders — all are welcome.
7. If you want your fabulous prize, you have to entrust me with a mailing address. If you don’t want the fabulous prize, you’re too smart to be a regular. It takes me forever to put them in the mail, packages go by slow boat, typically take minimum eight to ten weeks and lose the will to live along the way.
8. The new DeadPool will begin 6pm WBT (Weasel’s Blog Time) the Friday after the last round is concluded.
The fabulous prize? Sweasel dot com’s unofficial sponsor, Aunty’s Spotted Dick! Mmmmm…it’s dickalicious!
July 1, 2011 — 6:00 pm
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Show of hands, please
I don’t actually mind awarding dicks — it gets me out of a Friday post. On the other hand, I don’t want the Pool to get obscurer and obscurer. After all — let’s face it — famousish people die every day.
I’m torn. Assuming everything’s kosher with the timing, wot fink?
On the preponderance, I am inclined to award the dick. Arise, Grasshopper, and accept dick (or, ummm…shoot me an email with your addy).
That means — new pool! Today. Six WBT. I’ll go set it up.
p.s. The sensible rule would be to flag obscure picks as they are picked,
but I would have to helicopter over the Dead Pool thread. And that’s just
WAY too much like a real job. Not going to happen. So we’ll
continue to operate in the half-assed manner to which we have
become accustomed, m’kay?
— 12:00 am
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