I know that you've all been wondering for a long time whatever happened to that Bumper Sticker idea that I had. Well, let me tell you that after much deliberation it is time to announce the winner.
 
I would like to say that I was overwhelmed with entries, but in all only about seven of you had any bright ideas. I can only assume that the rest of you didn't have any ideas, and will be happy with the final selection.
 
Anyway, down to business. Of the entries received, they ranged from the predictable (blood, gore, lobsters etc) through long-winded to downright obscure. What I was looking for was something that was accessible to the general public, while at the same time demonstrating our wit, charm and natural superiority to ordinary mortals. However funny some of the inside jokes may have been, I doubt that they would have done much to attract new members.
 
Firstly, honorable mention goes to James Canon, who sent a number of creative entries, including these two crackers that are an obvious reflection of his current state of mind:
"Eat Carbs, Play Rugby"
"Rugby: another great reason to stay single"
 
In the end, the honors go to the bumper sticker savant, Matt Burgess. Out of the swath of strange and non-sensical entries that he sent me came this gem that I hope you will all appreciate:
 
Portland Rugby
Alpha Males since 1969
 
I chose this one because of the very subtle way it which it says "we're better than you are". No doubt this will inflame feminists, tree huggers and beta-males everywhere, but that's kind of the point, isn't it? The right type of guy is going to be challenged by such a statement, and the right type of gal is going to want to get herself impregnated by one of these Alpha males. Everybody wins! (including the gene pool).
 
Stickers are on order, so it's too late to launch a protest. If you want something different, then I'll put you in touch with my source and you can get your own bloody stickers.
 
On other business, Leo Caouette invites you to his house on Sunday night to watch the Eagles vs. France. He has a big new 50" telly that he wants to show you. Hmmm....do you think he might be compensating for something? Anyway, try not to get plasma all over the front of your trousers when you see it. It's bring your own beer and food, and possibly seating. Don't be surprised if you have to chip in for electricity. The game starts at 9pm, and you are not welcome before 8pm, and whatever you do, do not repeatedly e-mail him here to rsvp and ask other inane questions about what to wear, directions, team selections, availability of surround sound etc.