Hellboy Has A Home!

hellbust.jpgWell boys and girls it’s been fun but all good things must come to an end. Such is life. And such is our Hellboy Giveaway Contest which has now come to an end. Hellboy has a home. We have a winner. The haiku’s have been read, opinions have been bandied, votes have been counted and we have a clear winner. Both in terms of quality and quantity our champion clearly bested the competition. Ladies and gentlemen I give you Mr. Andrew Mack. And some of his poetry.

Is it hot in here?
Hold a Pop Tart to my head
Until it’s well done

I am tall and red.
You are svelte and kind of hot.
Uh, pun intended?

Soft music. Candlelight.
Give me some sugar baby.
Oops. That’s not my line.

Embarrassed and red
Here we were. Soft candlelight.
And then I farted.

I’ll Tell You Something
Kool-Aid in the shower head
That ain’t right sister.

All good, yes? But then there’s my personal favorite and the one in particular that won him the goods:

I think I smell toast
It could be a stroke. Or you.
Nope, It’s a stroke. Dang.

Congratulations Andrew. No need to contact us. We’ll track you down and slay you in the street like the dog that you are. And thanks to all our other entrants …

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3 thoughts on “Hellboy Has A Home!

  1. Congrats Mack. I wanna see that thing the next time I’m over.

    I guess a counter job is quite conducive to writing poetry.

    Andrew Mack wins big
    Busk no longer up for grabs
    Need to get a girl


  2. What an awesome day!!! First, England spanks Switzerland 3 – nil. Whilst watching the game I am given a free beer by a very attractive young woman in small and tight shorts. Then I go over to chinatown and increase my collection of Shaw Brothers chop suey movies [7 DVDs for $30 bucks!!!]. Then I kind of wasted a couple hours of my life watching The Chronicles of Riddick [good from far – far from good] and then I come home to find out I rule like lords and I am now the proud owner of my very own Hellboy busk?!!? This was the best day off work – EVER!!!

  3. damn it, and I tried so hard. No my mom and dad won’t let me go to summer camp. I’ll have to stay home and draw ligers (only my favourite animal ever) all day and cry. Thanks todd! Thanks!

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