Holiday Giveaway #5

It's me again... Kris, Queen of the Fucking Universe, although you should all know that by now... you grasping heathens. (Tracy: They're supposed to be grasping heathens, Kris - it's a fucking giveaway!)

Oh, yeah.  You read that right.

Don't think someone hadn't noticed your grabby hands all over the giveaways.

Anyone would think that none of you had ever read a book before, let alone bought one.

And you call yourselves book sluts.

Fucking amateurs.

Despite my protests about the undeserving, Tracy, the Head of DIK, has decided to offer you all a final chance at getting a hold of The Big Package, blah, blah. (Tracy: I just wanted to give you another chance to say "The Big Package" because you like it so much.)


Drawing on the final dregs of my 2011 niceness, I, out of the goodness of my black heart, therefore reluctantly agreed to help Tracy out by preparing this post. (Tracy: Honestly.  I begged her and she agreed.  She is a saint, despite what you've heard.)

See.  I can resist the urge to hold a grudge.

Occasionally.

Tracy staring at nekkid boy butt.

*cough* (Tracy: Dude!  When you say, "hey look at that ass" how could I not turn around and look?)

But let's move on, shall we.  I bet you all are just dying to get your grubby little mitts on the last of the giveaways.

*hmpf*

So, without further ado, I am not-so-pleased to announce that the final Big DIK giveaway is a $100 gift certificate to the bookstore of your choice!

Yeah, that's correct.

100 bucks to one lucky winner!

I told you that you weren't worthy.

*sniff*

To win this GC the same deal applies...

You need to leave a comment with your email addy - or else you'll be getting sweet fuck all - no later then 1am in the early morning of 1 January 2012 (US Pacific Time).

Do yourself a favour and try not to leave it until you are too drunk to enter.

You don't want to end up like Tracy, who flashed her tits to the whole bar when we were in New Orleans earlier in the year.

It was a gay bar too.

Some people try so hard.  *shakes head sadly* (Tracy: And whose hands are those in the background encouraging me in my drunken state?  Oh yeah, that's right, YOU!  I take back what I said about you being a saint, woman!)

*smooches*

Me xxx (And Me!)