The 5th Annual Brinty Awards

[zirge]

Thank you everyone, I am truly honored and at a loss for words. This will go down as one of the greatest achievements in my life and I will cherish this moment for ever. First I want to say this is not an individual award. EGriz is a team and a family and I couldn't have wrote this post w/out all of you. To exemplify this point, I was nominated by the man who would have won if not for nominating me. 75, 5700, and all the other itchy trigger finger Stitt bashers were my muse for this particular post. I definitely want to thank all of you. Last but first in my heart, I want to thank GOD. He is the way and the light and he is almost done punishing the Montana football team and its rabid fan base for all our past sins and transgressions and we are about to enter a glorious period in Grizzly football where the streets will be paved in gold and we will have no more cares and concerns. Well, except for 75, he'll never be happy.

Congratulations Bama, well done and, if I may say so.............................

I feel a little remiss, since you thanked the whole universe for your deservedly "15 seconds of eGriz glory" and I got a zero shout out, who may have, quite well, deservedly I may say, inspired this exquisite analogy.

Huh!

Yes, it was created as a partial response to my preceding statements commenting on a post by you!
Do you see the synergy in this. Go back and check it, it is all there.

please do not take this seriously, but it could be the truth

 

[alabamagrizzly]

Thank you everyone, I am truly honored and at a loss for words. This will go down as one of the greatest achievements in my life and I will cherish this moment for ever. First I want to say this is not an individual award. EGriz is a team and a family and I couldn't have wrote this post w/out all of you. To exemplify this point, I was nominated by the man who would have won if not for nominating me. 75, 5700, and all the other itchy trigger finger Stitt bashers were my muse for this particular post. I definitely want to thank all of you. Last but first in my heart, I want to thank GOD. He is the way and the light and he is almost done punishing the Montana football team and its rabid fan base for all our past sins and transgressions and we are about to enter a glorious period in Grizzly football where the streets will be paved in gold and we will have no more cares and concerns. Well, except for 75, he'll never be happy.

Congratulations Bama, well done and, if I may say so.............................

I feel a little remiss, since you thanked the whole universe for your deservedly "15 seconds of eGriz glory" and I got a zero shout out, who may have, quite well, deservedly I may say, inspired this exquisite analogy.

Huh!

Yes, it was created as a partial response to my preceding statements commenting on a post by you!
Do you see the synergy in this. Go back and check it, it is all there.

please do not take this seriously, but it could be the truth

Zirge, I am so sorry. I have been basking in the glory of my victory so much that I had forgotten what inspired it all. Yes, it was your highly thoughtful and insightful post about the legitimacy of all the complaining on eGriz. Thank you for the inspiration and motivation to write THE GREATEST POST OF THE YEAR!!! I couldn't have done it without you. Well, I probably could'a but thanks anyway.

 

[MsMaroon]

OMG OMG OMG OMG

I was so sure I'd lose my thread killer statue this year especially since I inadvertently misplaced Ursa's . . . uh . . . rug . . . in a mini bar when we were vacationing in Condon. Not to imply that he and I were together together; Urs and I don't travel with the other much since the divorce. It is just really hard sharing a tiny yurt with 1, 2, 3 and 4 while wily Ursa cavorts with and assesses candidates for #6. He is fairly low key about it usually limiting his audition pieces to speed codpiece construction and toy rocket races. Except for Vera. VEER-ahhh. :x

Still it hurts. Anyhoo.

XOXOXO to all. I am truly humbled. And touched. Really touched. AoD

I was going to nominate you, but since nobody had seen or heard from you while you were ensconced in the loveshack in downtown Condon, I figured that some tragedy had occurred. I worried that maybe something had gone terribly wrong with your immense powers, your thread killer turned on you and... poof. I also worried that maybe Ursa was to blame for your disappearance. There are plenty of shady cats in Condon and lots of places to hide evidence, I'm kinda partial to Squeezer Creek myself. As you say, anyhoo, glad to hear that you are indeed among the living!

Dan, thank you for your concern and sweet sentiments. It is difficult to poof oneself, but I guess if anyone could do it, I could, since the p(r)oof is in all of the pudding threads I have personally put an end to over the years.

Not to worry about Ursa - he and I partied amicably and I don't really think he would ever deliberately do me any harm. Even when the two of us worked as writers for a certain Saturday night show, he was always so - animated - when my little skits were consistently more well received than his . . . efforts . . . he was always so supportive, proud and made sure to pat me on my little head every time. The rumours that he put green ink in my bottles of white-out and was responsible for the constant sticking of the "t" key on my Corona are just unsubstantiated by any investigators that I . . . . . . know of. So what if he clamped his hand over my mouth more than once in writers' meetings - he had a right to try and make his tiny voice heard. He is by far the favorite of my exes - no one else would even touch my jalapeno lefse or my raw lutefisk wraps. Gosh I miss his wit. I mean - I REALLY miss his wit. MM

 

[bgbigdog]

Ursa parties amicably? Who knew?

The rest of it is pure gold. Please don't stay away so long again MM!

 

[MsMaroon]

Ursa parties amicably? Who knew?

The rest of it is pure gold. Please don't stay away so long again MM!

 

[zirge]

Thank you everyone, I am truly honored and at a loss for words. This will go down as one of the greatest achievements in my life and I will cherish this moment for ever. First I want to say this is not an individual award. EGriz is a team and a family and I couldn't have wrote this post w/out all of you. To exemplify this point, I was nominated by the man who would have won if not for nominating me. 75, 5700, and all the other itchy trigger finger Stitt bashers were my muse for this particular post. I definitely want to thank all of you. Last but first in my heart, I want to thank GOD. He is the way and the light and he is almost done punishing the Montana football team and its rabid fan base for all our past sins and transgressions and we are about to enter a glorious period in Grizzly football where the streets will be paved in gold and we will have no more cares and concerns. Well, except for 75, he'll never be happy.

Congratulations Bama, well done and, if I may say so.............................

I feel a little remiss, since you thanked the whole universe for your deservedly "15 seconds of eGriz glory" and I got a zero shout out, who may have, quite well, deservedly I may say, inspired this exquisite analogy.

Huh!

Yes, it was created as a partial response to my preceding statements commenting on a post by you!
Do you see the synergy in this. Go back and check it, it is all there.

please do not take this seriously, but it could be the truth

Zirge, I am so sorry. I have been basking in the glory of my victory so much that I had forgotten what inspired it all. Yes, it was your highly thoughtful and insightful post about the legitimacy of all the complaining on eGriz. Thank you for the inspiration and motivation to write THE GREATEST POST OF THE YEAR!!! I couldn't have done it without you. Well, I probably could'a but thanks anyway.

yah, I bet you could'a too. :thumb:

 

[MsMaroon]

he and I partied amicably

Majorian slip, bgbigdog.

 

[Ursa Major]

OMG OMG OMG OMG

I was so sure I'd lose my thread killer statue this year especially since I inadvertently misplaced Ursa's . . . uh . . . rug . . . in a mini bar when we were vacationing in Condon. Not to imply that he and I were together together; Urs and I don't travel with the other much since the divorce. It is just really hard sharing a tiny yurt with 1, 2, 3 and 4 while wily Ursa cavorts with and assesses candidates for #6. He is fairly low key about it usually limiting his audition pieces to speed codpiece construction and toy rocket races. Except for Vera. VEER-ahhh. :x

Still it hurts. Anyhoo.

XOXOXO to all. I am truly humbled. And touched. Really touched. AoD

I was going to nominate you, but since nobody had seen or heard from you while you were ensconced in the loveshack in downtown Condon, I figured that some tragedy had occurred. I worried that maybe something had gone terribly wrong with your immense powers, your thread killer turned on you and... poof. I also worried that maybe Ursa was to blame for your disappearance. There are plenty of shady cats in Condon and lots of places to hide evidence, I'm kinda partial to Squeezer Creek myself. As you say, anyhoo, glad to hear that you are indeed among the living!

Dan, thank you for your concern and sweet sentiments. It is difficult to poof oneself, but I guess if anyone could do it, I could, since the p(r)oof is in all of the pudding threads I have personally put an end to over the years.

Not to worry about Ursa - he and I partied amicably and I don't really think he would ever deliberately do me any harm. Even when the two of us worked as writers for a certain Saturday night show, he was always so - animated - when my little skits were consistently more well received than his . . . efforts . . . he was always so supportive, proud and made sure to pat me on my little head every time. The rumours that he put green ink in my bottles of white-out and was responsible for the constant sticking of the "t" key on my Corona are just unsubstantiated by any investigators that I . . . . . . know of. So what if he clamped his hand over my mouth more than once in writers' meetings - he had a right to try and make his tiny voice heard. He is by far the favorite of my exes - no one else would even touch my jalapeno lefse or my raw lutefisk wraps. Gosh I miss his wit. I mean - I REALLY miss his wit. MM

MM,

Such good memories. I remember the first time I saw you in Martinique. I watched as you got EG drunk and then nicked his wallet. We split the money. You nursed me back to health after I stepped on a dead bee. I have never forgotten what you said to me then, "You know you don't have to act with me, Ursa. You don't have to say anything and you don't have to do anything. Not a thing. Oh, maybe just whistle. You know how to whistle, don't you, Ursa? You just put your lips together and blow." This was a particularly cruel remark given my congenital cleft lip and actual inability to whistle.

By the way, I can't seem to find my unicorn themed codpiece. It's one of my favorites. Did I leave it in the Yurt?

 

[MsMaroon]

OMG OMG OMG OMG

I was so sure I'd lose my thread killer statue this year especially since I inadvertently misplaced Ursa's . . . uh . . . rug . . . in a mini bar when we were vacationing in Condon. Not to imply that he and I were together together; Urs and I don't travel with the other much since the divorce. It is just really hard sharing a tiny yurt with 1, 2, 3 and 4 while wily Ursa cavorts with and assesses candidates for #6. He is fairly low key about it usually limiting his audition pieces to speed codpiece construction and toy rocket races. Except for Vera. VEER-ahhh. :x

Still it hurts. Anyhoo.

XOXOXO to all. I am truly humbled. And touched. Really touched. AoD

I was going to nominate you, but since nobody had seen or heard from you while you were ensconced in the loveshack in downtown Condon, I figured that some tragedy had occurred. I worried that maybe something had gone terribly wrong with your immense powers, your thread killer turned on you and... poof. I also worried that maybe Ursa was to blame for your disappearance. There are plenty of shady cats in Condon and lots of places to hide evidence, I'm kinda partial to Squeezer Creek myself. As you say, anyhoo, glad to hear that you are indeed among the living!

Dan, thank you for your concern and sweet sentiments. It is difficult to poof oneself, but I guess if anyone could do it, I could, since the p(r)oof is in all of the pudding threads I have personally put an end to over the years.

Not to worry about Ursa - he and I partied amicably and I don't really think he would ever deliberately do me any harm. Even when the two of us worked as writers for a certain Saturday night show, he was always so - animated - when my little skits were consistently more well received than his . . . efforts . . . he was always so supportive, proud and made sure to pat me on my little head every time. The rumours that he put green ink in my bottles of white-out and was responsible for the constant sticking of the "t" key on my Corona are just unsubstantiated by any investigators that I . . . . . . know of. So what if he clamped his hand over my mouth more than once in writers' meetings - he had a right to try and make his tiny voice heard. He is by far the favorite of my exes - no one else would even touch my jalapeno lefse or my raw lutefisk wraps. Gosh I miss his wit. I mean - I REALLY miss his wit. MM

MM,

Such good memories. I remember the first time I saw you in Martinique. I watched as you got EG drunk and then nicked his wallet. We split the money. You nursed me back to health after I stepped on a dead bee. I have never forgotten what you said to me then, "You know you don't have to act with me, Ursa. You don't have to say anything and you don't have to do anything. Not a thing. Oh, maybe just whistle. You know how to whistle, don't you, Ursa? You just put your lips together and blow." This was a particularly cruel remark given my congenital cleft lip and actual inability to whistle.

By the way, I can't seem to find my unicorn themed codpiece. It's one of my favorites. Did I leave it in the Yurt?

The last I saw of it was on VEER-ahhh's face; apparently she thought it was a nose warmer.

 

[Ursa Major]

I was going to nominate you, but since nobody had seen or heard from you while you were ensconced in the loveshack in downtown Condon, I figured that some tragedy had occurred. I worried that maybe something had gone terribly wrong with your immense powers, your thread killer turned on you and... poof. I also worried that maybe Ursa was to blame for your disappearance. There are plenty of shady cats in Condon and lots of places to hide evidence, I'm kinda partial to Squeezer Creek myself. As you say, anyhoo, glad to hear that you are indeed among the living!

Dan, thank you for your concern and sweet sentiments. It is difficult to poof oneself, but I guess if anyone could do it, I could, since the p(r)oof is in all of the pudding threads I have personally put an end to over the years.

Not to worry about Ursa - he and I partied amicably and I don't really think he would ever deliberately do me any harm. Even when the two of us worked as writers for a certain Saturday night show, he was always so - animated - when my little skits were consistently more well received than his . . . efforts . . . he was always so supportive, proud and made sure to pat me on my little head every time. The rumours that he put green ink in my bottles of white-out and was responsible for the constant sticking of the "t" key on my Corona are just unsubstantiated by any investigators that I . . . . . . know of. So what if he clamped his hand over my mouth more than once in writers' meetings - he had a right to try and make his tiny voice heard. He is by far the favorite of my exes - no one else would even touch my jalapeno lefse or my raw lutefisk wraps. Gosh I miss his wit. I mean - I REALLY miss his wit. MM

MM,

Such good memories. I remember the first time I saw you in Martinique. I watched as you got EG drunk and then nicked his wallet. We split the money. You nursed me back to health after I stepped on a dead bee. I have never forgotten what you said to me then, "You know you don't have to act with me, Ursa. You don't have to say anything and you don't have to do anything. Not a thing. Oh, maybe just whistle. You know how to whistle, don't you, Ursa? You just put your lips together and blow." This was a particularly cruel remark given my congenital cleft lip and actual inability to whistle.

By the way, I can't seem to find my unicorn themed codpiece. It's one of my favorites. Did I leave it in the Yurt?

The last I saw of it was on VEER-ahhh's face; apparently she thought it was a nose warmer.

VEER-ahhh. :x

 

[bgbigdog]

Few of the insiders here know the story of your time together on Martinique, but the locals readily admit that they haven't heard of fireworks on that scale since Mont Pelée erupted in May '02.

So if you're keeping score @ home, the eight most spectacular volcanic eruptions of all time are:

8 Mt, Vesuvius, Italy. ...
7 The Laki Volcanic System, Iceland. ...
6 Mt.Vesuvius, Italy. ...
5 MM/Ursua Major, West Undies ...
4 Nevado del Ruiz, Columbia. ...
3 Mt. Krakatoa, Indonesia. ...
2 Mt. Pelee, West Indies. ...
1 Mt. Tambora, Indonesia...

Thank you both for sharing that amazing story.

 

[AllWeatherFan]

Thank you both for sharing that amazing story.

Snap Judgment!

 

[MsMaroon]

Thank you both for sharing that amazing story.

Just for the record, some of the money we got from rolling EG, went toward Urs's facial repair. So I rather resent the fact that he is currently giving me lip about it.

Taking a big thoughtful breath, though, I have to admit my time with Ursa was always special: red-hot and explosive. Every scorch, every blister has been worth it. At least I'll have my memories to keep me warm - for a while - in the Lutheran Home for the Aged, Confused and Burned Out. The occasional visit from my great big ex-bear and a steady diet of over cooked hotdish will be a little slice of heaven on earth.

This is most certainly true.

 

[Bertram]

The votes are in and the winners for this year's Brintys, sponsored by:

will now be crowned.

The next award is for the Best Picture of the Year.


And the winner is: Bertram!

I am honored to receive such a prestigious award, and would like to thank Coach Beau Baldwin for sharing the same sentiments; with his packing for sunny California.

 

[fanofzoo]

Wait, I didn't get it! RIGGED, unfair, loser media, ---miss anything?
Oh yeah "lock him up".