Silence! Bill Crider Speaks!

Bill Crider (not shown at left, though I often confuse him with Galactus, Devourer of Worlds) and his lovely wife Judy have chosen the winners of the "Tell a Bill Crider Tall Tale" contest. I'll let the Man Himself deliver the news in his own words. Congrats to all three winners. Just send me your mailing address (duane.swier at verizon.net) and you'll have authentic Criderabilia shipped to your home immediately. And if you lost... well, you can console yourself with the thought that, in your own, terribly small way, you've added to the Legend that is Bill Crider.

All the entries were so good that I couldn't decide. The embarrassing thing is that they were all better than I could have written. So I printed them out, cut them into individual strips, but those in a sack, and had Judy draw out the winners. I've stuck them down below.

Thanks for doing this and for helping me to become the most famous blogger in the universe.

Bill

The winners:

Laura said...
Bill Crider is so terrifying polite that, should you make the mistake of telling him the joke about Mexia and the Dairy Queen, he will not rise up and smite you with a single blow. But he could.

Scott Cupp said...
Vintage paperbacks don't kill people. Bill Crider kills people who buy them before he gets a chance to. Don't tell. Judy

Jim Winter said. . .
There has not been an act of terrorism in the United States since Bill Crider started his blog. When terrorists hide in caves, Bill Crider wins.