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The Judgement of Weasel

Well. I’m calling the Dead Pool for fawn, who had Bonnie Franklin (pancreatic cancer…ugh). Fawn, you know what to do.

I’m pretty sure Hutch wuz robbed. If I had to take a guess, I’d say Chavez fell off the perch this week. Whether they’re literally keeping him breathing or he’s dead as a doornail and keeping it quiet or he’s not QUITE dead, we do not know. We may never know.

So. If it turns out Chavez died before Franklin (that is, if we get official confirmation of this fact from the Venezuelan government), fawn keeps the title for Round 46, but Hutch gets a consolation dick. I just love, love, LOVE saying “consolation dick.” If he dies after Franklin but before Round 47, nobody gets anything.

If you choose him in the pool next Friday and it is announced that he died after March 8, you (unnamed participant) will win the dick. But if they make the announcement after March 8, but confess that he died before March 1, then Hutch gets your dick. You don’t want Hutch to get your dick, do you? Or if they declare he died in the lacuna, nobody gets dick. So, really, Chavez is a mug’s pick next round, unless you’re Hutch.

But. Whatever. I’m not going to tell you how to play Dead Pool.

It is not perfect, but that is my judgment. So let it be written, so let it be done.

Good weekend, everyone!

sock it to me

March 1, 2013 — 8:47 pm
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