I participated in a pieeating contest the other day and I was totally psyched... I knew I was going to win. I was to psyched to pay close attention when the rules were stated. I heard the statement about not using your hands, but I focused on what I knew. I just knew I had to win. I had to eat that pie.
And so it began. I ate and noticed a plastic thing in my mouth.....a plastic ring. I spat it out and kept going...no time to waste in a pie eating contest.
Um...the contest was not who could finish their pie; it was who could find the ring and turn it in first...
So the lesson of the day is.....listen to the directions.
Was once a minor tourtist attraction
4 hours ago