That'll just about do it, I think.
I was pretty pleased with how this contest turned out. I handed out a lot of "good" ratings. I thought it was especially interesting that so many people chose to use a part of the background as their non-human character; I had expected to see mostly animals and a few props.
And now it's time to announce the winner. But first, to keep you all in suspense for a little longer, let's list a few Honorable Mentions.
The Marlboro Man Award, which comes with a coupon for $500 off a tracheotomy, goes to four_legged_tripod for:
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| I always leave cigarette stains where ever I go. Maybe we should create a cigarette stain eraser and sell one with every pack. | |
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| Brilliant! We'll go international with it! I'm putting you in charge of marketing over seas. | |
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| Free rubber for your fag! Get a free rubber to clean up the mess your fag leaves! | |
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The Calvin's Dad Award for Best Use of Character goes to edoggydog for:
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| You'll never make it as a hypnotist unless you learn to stare harder! | |
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| My optometrist thinks the swelling in my eyes will go down in a few months. Maybe. | |
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The Alexander Ivanovich Dubrovin Award for Excellence in Comics that Require Knowledge of Russian History goes to kaufman for:
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| Hah. Took long enough, but he's dead at last. | |
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| Now to cremate the body... | |
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| And back to the Kremlin to report success. | |
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But as good as those comics were, you all got your asses beat by biped, who turned in two excellent comics, either one of which would be a worthy winner in its own right:
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| Howdy, kids! It's HAPPY TIME! YIPPEEEEEEEEE!!!Oh hap-hap-happy day! Singin' our cares away! Takin' it, come what-- | |
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| Oh, pardon me, I was looking for the cooking show. The Cheerful Chef's making crab legs today. | |
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| Oh well...I'll just follow the sound of the dying, screaming crabs. | |
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| Magic fishbowl...on Granny's head... speak to me...from the land of the dead! | |
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| Debbie...Deb-bieeee...the spirits of the dead wish for you to make...MUFFINS! | |
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| But I don't know how to make muffins... | |
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| Then you should try MUFF-QUIK! Muffin mix so easy to use, even a TOTAL FUCKHEAD LIKE YOU can whip up delicious muffins! | |
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| Did...did the spirits of the dead like the muffins, magic fishbowl? | |
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| No, Debbie. They tasted like they were made from some crappy muffin mix. | |
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Congratulations, biped! Now give us a comic contest that doesn't taste like it was made from some crappy mix.
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The what mentioned above is total fiction. Please don't take it seriously!