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And the winner is…

Right-o. You guys are too good…
I had to literally put the names into a hat and pull one out for this one.
So much imagination and action I really couldn’t choose.
So…
the winner is…
*drumroll…*
whose entry was:
The Talk? Is that what parents call it?
Here’s a dictionary, Mum; look up ‘euphemism’…
So I did! Heh. What?
and a special mention to
KATE from Utah Zen
whose polocrosse yarn had me in stitches!!!!
Here it is:
It’s polocrosse finals time again and Dash’s team is in the lead. Not letting size stand in the way he and Rob Roy are of course playing on a ‘normal’ team. It’s surprisingly easy to just zip under those tall horse to snag the ball (do they call it a ball?). Anyhoo, Dash waits in the backfield (?) for the winning shot to head his way and he is getting increasingly frustrated as all the adults with their stupid tall horses are just screwing things up.
Blimey! (nice eh?) you silly buggers! (bad word?)Where did you learn to play polocrosse?!? (Insert picture) I’ll handle this. He takes off across the field. Zipping and Zagging and weaving and waving. He gets the ball, dodges, dashes, avoids a collision with an extremely gangly creature (scoff) and whacks the ball. SCORE!!!!
Dash secures the win and the trophy and respect for short creatures everywhere. YEAH!!!! Wahoo!!!! Hip Hip Hooray!!!
“Good job Dash. Now let’s get home, you have chores to do.”
“Awe mom!”
Kate, that shows amazing imagination and excellent research amongst the archives of Bush Babe! You were paying attention!
Email me at bushbabeaustralia@gmail.com to chase your prizes.

Thanks all… explanation of the REAL DEAL shortly…

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