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September 24, 2010


...the top prize is one million Russian dumplings.

(Thanks to Ross, who notes that second prize is two million Russian dumplings.)


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Second prize is 2 million dumplings?

Imagine Madonna if she'd never been to a gym, moved awkwardly and dressed like Hillary Clinton.

Sounds hot!

karoke = world peace
might work better than the current strategy

Karaoke fans must be very forgiving. My daughter is a participant but she shares my non-existant singing skills.
If I were to go to a church, the preacher would ask me NOT to raise my voice in song. Wouldn't know the lyrics or the music, anyway.

We're gonna need a bigger gravy boat.

I couldn't carry a tune in a bucket. But that's never stopped me!

When she was a toddler, my daughter who can't carry a tune wanted me to take her to bed. Her mother told me to sing her a nursery rhyme. Not knowing any, I chose an old classic, "Roll Me Over in the Clover".
Midway through about the third or fourth word, she clapped her hand over my mouth and said, "Don't sing, Daddy!"

Jeff, sounds not. Brain bleach needed.

Russian Idolsky.
Third prize is a week in Philadelphia.

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