Step 2: This time, don't use flash from a foot away.
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Include whatever name you want to be credited under if you win. If there is no name on the winning entry I'll just stick it into my next update and claim I wrote it.
You can include a picture that's supposed to go with it as long as it's not so big that I'd have to resize it and that it's not gross and also any other rules I decide to apply.
If no one sends anything funny, I'll either put up the worse ones and make fun of them, or more likely just ignore the entire thing.
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"Really, Holmes!" I dropped into my seat, shocked. "You are remarkably tall! What are you, six foot six? Six foot eight?"
As the 19th century diver approaches a giant clam, a flash of brilliant golden light flares from within the shell. I emerge in a swirl of bubbles and do the timeless universal underwater hand signals for the following: ZODIAC KILLER, KKK, BLOOD OF YOUTH
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