Here's the deal... the adventure that I picked from my Adventure Bowl is to go hot air ballooning. I can't wait! The thing is, I am so crazy busy, there is no way I can do it now. I mean, I could if the hot air balloon had Wi-Fi so I can work on my laptop. But I'm just guessing that will take away from the experience.
So instead, I'm going to write something fun and light AND will involve a contest where there will be cash and prizes. Okay, not cash... I just liked the way "cash and prizes" sounded. Like a real game show.
And technically, it's just "prize" and not "prizes" so I'm basically a big ol' tease.
Lately, I've been addicted to Facebook, mostly fascinated by how INSANELY personal some people's status updates are. Really? You want your boss (and other potential bosses) to know, "I really shouldn't have gotten black out drunk the last four nights."
That one is for real.
How about, "I really want more of what I got last night. Mmmmm." Yeah, we know you're not talking about Christmas chocolates. You're a whore. I'm sure a very nice whore. But still a whore.
So this is the contest, I want each of you to make up the most ridiculously funny, inappropriate and outrageous Facebook status report you can. The one that makes me and my friend S, who is a comedy writer too, laugh so hard we pee our pants a little, WINS.
The prize, it's gonna be good... bath stuffs. If you're a guy, not bath stuffs. Maybe a canned ham, instead. Maybe some old thing in a my apartment I just want to get rid of... like a naughty Chihuahua.
Kidding, ya can't have him.
Okay, you have until Wednesday, December 17, 5:00 PM (PST) to come up with the best-est one you can. Multiple posts are okay.
Here are some of the ones I made up:
FACEBOOK STATUS
1) is freaked out that she dirty danced with her uncle at the wedding last night.
2) just learned the dangers of mixing white wine and Xanax at the company Christmas party.
3) drunkenly shaved off my eye brows last night and I am FREAKING out.
4) just slashed my ex-boyfriend's tires. Oh, well! Maybe he shouldn't have slept with that slut he works with.
5) thinks the guy I took home last night might be dead. Blue lips aren't good, right? Oh, hey! Anyone up for chocolate chip pancakes?
Good Luck. I can't wait!!!!
This post is dedicated to chugging cappuccinos and exciting deadlines.
