As many of you know, I am the (cheating) winner of the Christmas Raffle. As such, I have three copies of Episode 2 to give away to three lucky poor ****s who for some reason or another cannot procure Episode 2. Some of you are too young to have Credit Cards; some of you live in horrid, backwater countries that aren’t the beautiful US of A; some of you are just tightwads who can’t spare a little bit of cash to help Evil Trout buy white slaves. I don’t care why you can’t get Episode 2, I just care that you need it.

So, here are the rules. Contestants must:

1. Be Level 35. Sorry to those who aren’t, but getting to Level 35 shows a commitment to the game even though you were denied Episode 2 access. These people, IMO, deserve free copies the most.

2. Not have Episode 2 already. Well, duh. But if you already bought Episode 2, you can’t win a free copy. Easy, right?

3. Here is the challenging part. At heart, I am a writer; I appreciate creativity in all its forms above any other virtue. Therefore, to win this contest you must write a form poem. Villanelle, Haiku, Sonnet, Sestina, Limerick, I don’t care what kind, it just has to be a recognized form.

What are you writing your poems about?

Former MLB utility infielder Alvaro Espinoza: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alvaro_Espinoza

Why him? Well, why not? I like him. He played hard, he put bubble gum on other people’s hats, he was a p cool guy.

Judging will be subjective and most likely, in your eyes, unfair. Many of you will be bumhurt about losing, but remember, it’s just a contest, and it doesn’t reflect your worth as a person and yadda yadda. My contest, my rules, alright?

Log in to see images! doctorcocktor edited this message on 12/31/2008 9:00PM

Hahahhah this is an awesome contest.

If you say to me, Celerysteve, I know you’re not level 35; you just haven’t gotten there quite yet, but I can tell in my heart of hearts you’re a dedicated player so you may enter this contest; show me what you got; open my eyes to your superior form of beauty; give me the goods, hot stuff! Then I will enter. And I will write a poem that makes angels weep. Otherwise I will not bother.

Nevermind, **** you and your contest. You are a fabulous person.

The day was june 5, nineteen hundred ninety and zero.

And on that day, we witnessed the birth of a hero.

His first home run zoomed out of the park at an amazing vector

A moment forever etched in the heart of doctormale reproductive organtor.

An unsung hero of modern baseball, his name was Álvaro.

Álvaro Espinoza

Concentration and knowledge

His main bumets

They are all swept away,

The stadium quiet and still,

There is nothing more to say.

Nor is there one today

To speak him good or ill:

There is nothing more to say.

Why is it then we watch

Around the field?

They are all swept away,

And his bat swing

For them is great skill:

There is nothing more to say.

There is greatness

In the stadium watched:

They are all swept away,

There is nothing more to say.

Álvaro is the way

Log in to see images! leftalon2cry edited this message on 12/31/2008 9:44PM

Somebody Posted:

Álvaro Espinoza

Concentration and knowledge

His main bumets

Somebody wins contest give him ep 2

leftalon2cry Posted:

broken

fixed

leftalon2cry Posted:

fixed

UR RONG

holy ****, this is going to be hard (not speaking english, but writing some poem in it have it’s emotion)

[i] -Alvaro espinoza, great player, and person

Maybe I don’t know about baseball

But I would like someone like him as a son

_______________________________________

He came to the states to play some sport

Because in his country there was no food at all

And then he became a star of some sort

________________________________________

I don’t care too much about his old job

But in the name of this contest something must be done

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Because of all the venelozans I’ve seen

He at least worked in something (A league) [/i]

Yeah, I know I suck at this, but I wanted to give it a shot.