[2010 Ghoulies] Needs a Spell Checker

[ineedfourberfs]

Berf stumbles onto stage, pimp cup in hand and fizzing nicely, tie askew as if hastily re-donned. He is followed by a veritable gaggle of scantily clad ladies, eighteen in total. Berf waits until they have all lined up alongside him, the total costume outlay on stage not exceeding fourteen dollars. Berf is pleased to discover a ten dollar note sticking out of his askew jacket, and holds it up like a prize fighter’s belt above his head to the rapturous applause of all assembled.

 

Thank you! You know, it seems almost an eternity since I thought I lost this note at uhm... Candy? Moshiqua? Bunny? Bunny, yes, Bunny’s sidestage. The frustration I felt at that moment, unable to provide this stunning specimen of a single mother her hard earned greenback, and let me tell you it was hard earned, was like no other hardship I have ever faced in my life. I stared into those blue eyes, those cold, dead eyes, and I felt shame. Remorse. I had nothing for her. Nothing.

Berf starts sobbing slightly, blowing his nose rather circumspectly on the note, further reducing the value of all things present on the stage.

 

But YES people! I found it! I FOUND IT! THIS IS WHY WE HAVE THIS AUDITORIUM HERE, to celebrate the wins that the good folks in our fine org experience. To celebrate the moments in life that make it all worthwhile. The moments that pick you up, hand you ten dollars, and send you into the Kitty Hutch with a voucher that entitles you for 2-for-1 drinks all night, and a free lap dance if you finish the Kitty O’Flahretty yard glass of Jager and shame.

 

NOW WHO WANTS TO STUFF THIS NOTE IN BUNNY’S-

 

Berf is interrupted as a stage hand hurriedly runs up to him, covering the microphone and pressing an envelope into his hand, whispering frantically the entire time. Berf nods, understanding dawning on his bi-directional and washed out gaze.

 

OK so I’ve just been informed there’s an award or something? Most likely to need their head thwacked with the latest version of MS Word, or iPhone spellcheck at the least. And we all know who it is, so come on up and cram this trollop’s g-string full of Benjamin’s....

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ED2FUNY!!!

 

 

Congrats on being convicted of no less than 3,382 counts of Grievous Bodily Harm afflicted upon the English Diction!

[Krakalakachkn]

Congrats Ed!

 

 

You deserve it!

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

it's not easy to type with monkey fingers. congrats!

[LilyElizabeth]

Congrats, Bro. You're winning a lot of these, aren't you?

[Little Miss]

Karma.

[eclipse0]

Well, they do say that if you put enough ed's in a room full of keyboards, they'll eventually type the complete works of Shakespeare, but they didn't say it'd be spelled right.

[ed2funy]

Karma.

 

 

u riged dis wun.

This is a fail award. You people just need to understand that some words have more than 6 letters.

>.>

[ed2funy]