The ACM – Where No One Is a Winner
On Thursday, I ran a contest in this post, “Only in The South.” Guess what was in the back of a dinged-up minivan, and win some Cootchie Hooch.
You. All. Failed.
MISERABLY.
Still, I have this bottle of hooch to give away.
I decided to give the prize to the answer that made me laugh the loudest.
But.
You all make me laugh all the time. Part of the reason I blog is to read your comments every day.
So.
I decided to find a more persnickety judge. One who almost never laughs.
MTM.
He picked the winner.
Andrea Boccucci, your Girl Scout cookies went straight to MTM’s stomach heart. I think I owe you two bottles of hooch. Please message me with your address. And, Happy Birthday Month to you.
The dude in the minivan was hauling football-sized rocks. Yes, rocks. All piled up in jumble. Why does a minivan need ballast, I wonder?
Anyway.
Especially for Penny at Life on the Cutoff, I have attached a photo of the peppermint peach tree in full bloom in front of the Fireproof Building in downtown Charleston. You can read about the Fireproof Building by clicking here.
The morning sky is just starting to show a hint of hope here on the Cutoff, but it is this vibrant peppermint peach with its blossoms that has we wide awake. Thank you, thank you, thank you Andra! You’ve made my day before it has barely had a chance to begin; you are so wonderful to remember me and how I admired this tree earlier. Penny
So glad you liked it, Penny. After a long day of cleaning, cooking, entertaining and cleaning some more, I am enjoying looking at it myself.
Andra, rocks would have been my second choice…
There might have been a gator in there, under the rocks.
Drat!
My sisters late boyfriend used to haul around huge rocks in their little Mitsubishi. He was a stone mason. Made fantastic walks, brick walls, and other stone structures for people. I always harassed them about using a little hatchback add a pickup truck, but he would just dug it off and say, “Hey, its paid for.”
These looked all jagged and broken. Wait. Maybe that was his butt crack…….
Or maybe he teeth!
Girl scout cookies makes no sense to me, but who am I to argue with the wisdom of MTM. Disgraceful judgement. My day lies in ruins – I was sure I had won.
After my experience at the post office yesterday trying to mail my freaking tax returns (what a JERK), I don’t know how I could mail hooch to France. They now ask if the contents of the package could catch on fire or explode, and the alcohol content would render the answer to that question a yes……….
Hmmmphh, guess MTM’s funny bone must have been discovered as the 38th set at the Gaillard.
That was quite a topic of conversation tonight when he traded places with me.
Man, if this were LOTR, we’d be Gollum SOL chasing you madly (and hopelessly) through the winding tunnels.
Haha.
Congratulations Andrea! Girl Scout Cookies – inspired.
It was a funny answer. Also, I am glad I did not buy any of those fat-inducing cookies this year.
I wonder if he was holding the rocks for ransom?
Last night we watched a movie about the theft of the Stone of Scone from Westminster Abbey. Rock solid performances.
Perhaps. We will never know.
Girl Scout cookies made me laugh, too, before I ventured my guess. Congrats, Andrea!
It was fun reading all the answers.
I checked and the Coburg Cow was there last week. Oh well…
Haha.
I need to go back now and read all the answers. I agree with you, Andra, some of your commenters are hilarious–all the time!
They enrich me.
I had to rescue Sterling once (okay, more than once) because the police had him pulled over due to him having river rock in his trunk. I’d asked him to pick me up some river rock so we could decorate the back yard (yes, I decorate with rocks…got a problem with that?). The police didn’t really want to hear from me, they were more interested in hassling him, anyway, got my rocks.
Mike and I collect pretty rocks when we hike, but for the most part we really love the BIG rocks and we’ve been known to put them aside and come back with the 4-wheeler (shhhh, don’t tell the rock police, and yes, they are out there). Were the rocks pretty?
They looked pretty raggedy to me, but it was hard to focus with the dude’s butt crack hanging out……..