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Here are another couple of photos
WARNING: for those that don’t want to see any dangly bits, don’t look at the 2nd photo
It’s been awhile since we’ve had a contest, don’t you think? I mean, we’ve named sex toys, written LOL Romance queries, crafted LOLHOffs, and written cover copy based on nonsense spam words from Sarah’s inbox. But you know, there’s one place we haven’t been yet, one path we haven’t taken, one deep, dark secret ecstacy we haven’t yet explored.
You guessed it: anal!
Thanks to Kate from Ramblings on Romance, my eyeballs were forever assaulted by the first and absolutely real chocolate starfish. That’s right: an edible anus. (Can you imagine that “edibleanus.com” wasn’t already taken by some enterprising cyber squatter, emphasis on “squat?") While the shop is closed right now and you can’t procure a chocolate representation of the Hershey highway for your very own until Memorial Day (and what a day to remember THAT will be), we here at Bitchery headquarters never want to skip an opportunity to exercise our abs with the romance and the absurd.
The votes are in, the clicks have been tallied, I’m forever grateful to the creators of our poll software who have saved me from a lot of pencil and paper tallying, and the results are unmistakably clear. Until votes from Michigan and Florida are included (just kidding!) the winner is:
Entry #1: Taint Bottomwell! Because if ‘tain’t bottomwell, it taint awesome. The voting, as you’ll see below, was a veritable mudslide, sorry, landslide in favor of the “co-written masterpiece of buggery from Anna J. Evans and December Quinn.” If you are looking for some hot booty calls, perhaps these are authors you may do well to check out. Below, the results in full. Congratulations to our winners, and a big, fat, “What what!” to our other entrants.