Okay, kids, I announced this a while back, but I'm moving up the event because real life has gotten crazy and doesn't look to be getting any less crazy any time soon.
Herein lies the last hurrah, the final new challenge for the dirtywrong100.
So what happens now? The community will stay open for the forseeable future, and after this week consider it a permanent open week. Any time the mood strikes, you can do a drabble based on any of the 40-someodd previously-issued challenges (check out the
memories for the full list). And hey, if I ever come up with something else suitably dirty and wrong enough for you crazies to play with, I'll probably throw it out here as a bonus challenge.
Before I go, though, I wanna thank all the fabulous people who've made this such a great experience for the past year.
dreamtree, of course, gets special smoochies for starting this wacky place with me last November, but most of the big love goes to the regulars who consistantly made me laugh, cry, and spontaneously vomit - often simultaneously. You guys made this whole trip well worth it, even if the emotional scars inflicted upon my tender psyche by the scary-assed images y'all conjured up may never heal. I'd name the regs, but let's face it, you know I'll forget someone, and then there'll be drama, and I'll have to break out Pauly Shore and Stephen Baldwin again and hello, no one wants that. So: Thank You.
Now, onwards and, hopefully, downwards.
Challenge FortyNaked Smoking Clown Revisited! Because we oughta bring this baby full-circle. He's back, and he's more naked and surly than ever! (Actually, keep in mind 'clown' is gender-neutral, so if you wanna do a lady clown, by all means go for it. I just find the mental image of a surly, skinny old man dressed as the naked clown to be hiiiilarious.) Yes, folks, it's naked clown time again. The only catch? Put him anywhere
but the subway. The mall, the zoo, CIA headquarters, Sunnydale library, have the Stargate team find a whole planet full of naked smoking clowns...go wild!