A surly Munchkin. For the third year in a row, the General has beat me in the best dressed contest. Not only did I wear spandex again this year, but I wore shiny spandex. And very uncomfortable heals. I'll be the first to admit the wig didn't work out quite how I wanted it to, but seriously? They were wearing shorts and tank tops. Big freakin' deal.
COME ON PEOPLE.
Next year is the Recycled Wedding Reception. Big Bad's first question was "do they make spandex wedding dresses?" Maybe Big Bad, maybe. It's no longer just a quest, it's a mission. And I will toil for the next 364 days.
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There is only one way to beat him. Bring more friends to vote for you. By dressing as a group, he guarantees himself lots of votes! Just a guy in a basketball uniform, he would not have a chance of winning.
I think they are about to be disqualified for stacking the votes. Dare him to stand alone, next year.
PS-You have already 'surly-ed' before.
But I agree...it is a great word.
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