Return of the Christmas competition.

[Roger Kettle]

For various reasons, this has been missing for a year or two so I think it's time we brought it back. Maybe Mince and/or Rob can come up with a Beau-related challenge and we'll take things from there. The prize will be the usual, boring stuff---signed original artwork and anything else I can think of. I would suggest a closing date of around the middle of December to allow the prize to be arrive with the winner before Christmas. Mince? Rob? Can you come up with something in the next week or two?

[Mince]

Of course, I don't mind sorting something out. How about some kind of programming challenge?

[Sandy Buttcheeks]

I'd like to put myself forward as this years winner, please. I hate all the last minute rush stuff.

[Mince]

The Christmas competition for this year (and the idea is from my father, Peter) is to write a short poem about how A Man Called Horace should have ended.

[Diane CBPFC]

The Christmas competition for this year (and the idea is from my father, Peter) is to write a short poem about how A Man Called Horace should have ended.

Ah! Trick question...A Man Called Horace shouldn't have ended.

[Mince]

Is that your 'suck up to the writer in the hope of winning' entry?

[Mince]

It's either a sign or a movie sequel.

[Roger Kettle]

The Christmas competition for this year (and the idea is from my father, Peter) is to write a short poem about how A Man Called Horace should have ended.

Sounds good to me. I'll kindly let Mince and Rob choose the winner and I'll get the prize off when it's all decided.

[Mince]

Sounds good to me. I'll kindly let Mince and Rob choose the winner and I'll get the prize off when it's all decided.

Rob says he wants to choose the winner but that's just because he wants to win, but if I do it, I will promise to be completely impartial when judging between my masterpiece and whatever rubbish the others write. (P.S. Do I have to actually read the entries from the others or can I just assume beforehand that they're going to be talentless?)

[Roger Kettle]

Okay, I'll judge it. I've decided that the prize will be £50,000.
By the way, I'm entering.

[Sandy Buttcheeks]

Aren't such competitions usually not open to organisers and their families?

Take it the prize money still stands, though?

It doesn't bother me, but I was told to ask by your Uncle Mince, Aunty Diane, Granny Tarks, Grampa Peeps and brothers-in-law Rob and Red.

[Mince]

I just feel bad that no one stands a chance against me.

[Mince]

Okay, on the off-chance that no one else bothers to submit an entry except me, my first and perhaps only attempt at this is:

Let's raid the thesaurus
So no one forgets
The man called Horace
A mirage in the sunset.

[Sandy Buttcheeks]

It's obviously hard,
This attempt at a bard.
So let's cheer and applaud
At Minces last verse on the board.

[Mince]

That, Sandy, has to be the most intelligent, poignant and gripping ending to a comic strip I have ever read. I love how you avoid sentimentality, cliche, and everything to do with The Man Called Horace strip.