Coloring Competitions have really gone out of vogue since the 90s. Apparently they're not good for children's souls or whatever. I won a few of these competitions and my soul's just fine (for your big fat information).
One was at the Gatton Video Ezy in 1990 with a promotional poster for a movie called "Bingo" and another was a ticket to the circus. Let me preface this with the fact that I have always, and will continue to, passionately hate the circus.
There's something about a free ticket that compels you to do things you would otherwise never do. Entering the big top, I knew the excursion was a mistake, but my Mum and I took our seats and waited for the show to begin. In the meantime, the girl in front of us regurgitated her entire bag of popcorn - so we moved.
Like an all-knowing eye, that popcorn vomit stared at us from our new seats. I told my Mum that I could still see it, and we moved again. A third location proved that the vomit was following us, and haunted to our very bones, we left.
Never to go to the circus again.
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