Toulousey La Funk

 OK. I woke up this morning, shuffled around, poured a little Irish in my coffee and BAMMO I won the FGES competition. 

   Me, first thing in the morning, reacting to the news.      

That shit just doesn't go around happening to people! There was shock! There was awe!

 I tipped a little more Bushmills into my cup and read the message again. Sure enough, I have won this years' Freakin' Green Elf Shorts Competition!

And honestly, who better?

   I haven't shaved yet. Geeze. It's early.    

For now, I await further instructions.  Thank you, people who decide these things, for this singular (and probably unwashed) honor!  I will do my best to uphold the etc. etc. and I look forward to going ass-ass commando in the Green Velveteen, sowing confusion wherever I roam, making hooting noises, chewing on old people, knocking shit over.  

  Oh hell yeah.