The competitions are coming in thick and fast on TFW these days folks which means I can finally reward my loyal readers with some boodle.
That’s right, boodle. I chose that word carefully to invoke piratey scenes of golden rolling dunes, blue skies, turquoise oceans and rum because if you play your cards right, that’s exactly what you’ll win.
See, my new buddies over at Tsogo Sun have officially launched a summer sale where you can save 25% on a holiday at one of their hotels in Gauteng, Kwa-Zulu Natal or the Western Cape, but you gotta move fast, the offer closes tomorrow at 8pm!
Alternatively, you could just win a weekend getaway for two at one of the hotels listed in the link above by doing something I like to call “writing wellâ€.
“Writing well†is not as easy as it looks on this site. Sure most people have a keyboard and can push the buttons on it, but can they push those buttons in exactly the right order to create something meaningful? Something that could win them the free weekend of a LIFETIME?!
Only one way to find out…
The rules are simple. Write me one sentence in the comments section below telling me why you need a holiday.
And please don’t give me a bleeding-heart story about some depressing tragedy you’ve endured that somehow qualifies you for a holiday.
This is not a soap opera, it’s a blog site for people with a sense of humour.
So the golden rule applies, make me laugh and you’re in with a fighting chance, capiche?
One sentence explaining why you need a holiday that is funny (the sentence, not the holiday).
If you feel your first attempt is rubbish, you are more than welcome to enter more than once, but try to cap it at 5 entries or you’ll start looking desperate and the other kids on the site will laugh at you.
Entries will close at 5pm and a winner will be announced tomorrow at 9am.
Here’s the small print in bolded writing:
Ts and Cs
The prize is subject to the following terms and conditions:
- Your prize is valid until 07 January 2013. The accommodation must be taken up within this period, as the expiry date will not be extended.
- Your prize is not transferable, may not be converted to cash and, if lost, will not be re-issued by Tsogo Sun hotels.
- You may take advantage of your prize at any time, subject to availability, convenient to yourself and to the hotel as specified above, with the exception of school holidays, public holidays and certain other peak periods that may be identified by the hotel.
- To redeem your prize, please contact our Customer Contact Centre in Johannesburg on telephone number 0861 44 77 44 and the Reservations agent will make the booking on your behalf. Please note that you will be required to fax a copy of this letter to the Reservations agent to secure your booking.
- You will be required to produce this original prize letter on check in at the hotel – no copies will be accepted.
Do me proud ya buncha flippin maniacs.
Do me proud.
-ST
Slicky-T Gets NAILED By The Mother Of All Comment-Spam
Tags: blog site spam, comment spam, mother of all spam comments, rosey, spam bots, spam comments, spam overload, the jetsons
I’m not even sure how it’s supposed to work. Even when I was a blogger-newbie desperate for comments I knew better than to approve that shite.
I wish I could though, because holy shit, the stuff I get sometimes is so hilariously random I know you guys would get a kick out of it. Case in point: the MOTHER of all comment-spam that hit my site last week.
I’m guessing there are comment-spam bots out there that send out spiders to search websites for certain keywords and then try to match a spam comment to the post from a gigantic database of pre-written comment-spam.
How do I know the database is gigantic? I know this because my post about Matthew Mole winning the “Get Out Of The Garage†Competition was hit by no less than 45 spam comment permutations in one go.
The first couple are pretty normal, as you will see from samples 1 through 5 below:
The next couple of comments follow a similar format, but then after that shit just starts getting plain fucking weird.
It’s like the robot who wrote the first few comments drank a shot of rubbing alcohol and banged out the following:
“Which i am going to present in institute of higher education†– whatever robot, what the hell are you doing writing this shit, aren’t you supposed to be vacuuming the lounge?
Predictably, things get even better from there when the robot downs the entire bottle of rubbing alcohol.
And there I was, terrified at the thought of robots taking over the world, what the hell was I thinking? That shit’s going to be hilarious!
Happy Thursday folks, before you know it the weekend will be upon us and we can like to desire with great happiness for sharing alcohol in amounts vast while congratulations ourselves for incredible work fellows!
-ST