Irradiated by Stingray
So the HMFIC on this shindig has posted updated standings on the fund raising drive. There’s a three-way tie for third right now, and by some freak accident (read: Our Readers Are Fucking Awesome!) for second place in the eligible-for-prizes field, and from that same freak accident (of y’all being awesome, I mentioned that right?) I’m one of them.
This is a) very good news. It means I’ve already met the fund raising goal I set at the start of the month, b) good news for KTKC overall, and c) actually a little embarrassing. Why, you ask, would that be embarrassing? Because with $500 raised so far, my effort hasn’t even managed to equal the cash value of any of the prize packages I’m apparently now in contention for before you factor in the value of whatever firearm is in the mix. If you want to look at easy numbers, take a look at pack C- $350 in gift certificates, a $100 knife, a $140 weapon light… that’s $90 more schwag than I’ve raised so far, and that completely ignores the whole new pistol in the mix.
I don’t want to be a freeloader on this, and I very much want to swing as big a hammer as scientifically possible at male specific cancer, so the only answer is to raise more funds. I’ve updated my goal to be more in line with what the very generous sponsors have put up for all this. Let’s not stiff them here, folks.
I may not have my own prize packs to offer to contributors like some of the other folks are doing, but I am still for sale on this. You look up “shameless” in the dictionary and there’s a picture of me mooning Eric Holder’s mother. Hell, if I thought it’d bring in some money to The Prostate Cancer Foundation (hint hint donate at this link) I’d sign up to hang out with Johnny Knoxville for “Jackass 12″ or whatever they’re up to these days. There was some talk of “Cave Johnson pr0n,” but aside from being vaguely frightened, I have no idea what that would entail. I’m already running a subliminal campaign, and I’m telling you that every ghost-kid and cleaver-doc we put the hate on was totally some guy’s cancerous growth.
Every single one of you who has donated, you have my sincere thanks. The rest of you, c’mon! Get on the stick here! Five or ten bucks isn’t gonna break the bank! Donate now! Got something you want to see me rip on, or see LabRat explain? Break out the visa and let’s make it happen! Look, I’m going to offer the roller girls the chance to make me do the off-skates workouts I’ve been running them through if they donate, you guys can’t do much worse to me than the gleeful hop-to they’re going to muster, so let’s get donating!