The Election Isn't Over

KITTENS!

As some of you may know, I have a brother ...

The Brother and MeWe are practically twins


He is involved in some sort of David and Goliath Battle (he would be the David in this scenario) to be named Tailgater of the Year (or something) for Appalachian State University (which is a minor university located in Western North Carolina, and vastly inferior (except maybe in sports) to Elon University).

He has asked me to ask you to take some time out of your busy schedule and vote for his Humble Band of Tailgaters.  If you feel so inclined, here is the info:


Please follow these simple instructions: 

And, there you have it.  
Wasn't that easy?

OH, and you only have until, like, NOON on WEDNESDAY. So. HURRY UP for fuck's sake!

Have a great night!
Many *smooches* (especially if you vote for my brother)

Comments

  1. Mike D9:33 PM

    We appreciate the support of you and your reader(s). We're about 500 votes behind...ungood...we could use the help of the blogosphere...

    You can actually see the number change when you vote, so you know that your vote counts! :)

    ReplyDelete
  2. Michelle M.4:12 AM

    Done. Good luck!

    ReplyDelete

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