A voice, coarse and quiet, whispers from the shadows. It speaks not to your ears but to your fears. It says, "grÜÜÜÜÜÜÜeBERfesssssst"Submitted by skrapmetal at 2015-10-01 08:47:20 EDT
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The wicthing month is upon us again, bicthes! It is time for that contest we all love to hate to love - grÜeBERfest!
Getcha ghoul on, fire up the torches, pound a sixer of fresh Type A- and write something. I, your Gruemaster, will be providing a prize for the winner. What is that prize? I haven't figured it out yet but it'll be at least as awesome as the last prize I gave out, which was the hoary and vile Eyezonda Prize, won by Roadsong. How do you get to be the winner? Contrary to the usual modus operandi, this go-round I, the master of Grue, will pick the winner and zombiewalkers-up based on the merits (readability, interest, grue factor) of each post, the number of postings made by each entrant, and only partly by the ratings that each post garners.
If you want in, just post something with "grÜeBERfest" in the title and you're evil to go.