That’s right! Despite the fact that the government is spying on people with Verizon cell phones in the US, and probably anybody in the US with a cell phone, I’m having a contest! I already did a version of this contest once, and it was so stooky, I’m doing it again.
What to do: Write a story in the comments about my Fortune Wookiee and your favourite president, and tell me why they’re your favourite president. Then, I’ll pick my favourite story, and make the writer a contributor! If you’re already a member of Max-igami, I’ll let you choose what you want (with limits). The deadline for the contest is July 4th at 6:00 PM Central Time.
And just for fun, I’ll write a story about my Fortune Wookiee and my favourite president- Abe Lincoln.
Here it is:
President Lincoln was discussing the Civil War with his secretary. “I’ve arranged for a few people to come in and give you advice on how to win the war.”, said his secretary. “The first is a young boy named Max who apparently has a ‘Fortune Wookiee’ that can supposedly predict the future and give advice. It’s a cootie catcher that looks like some sort of bear wearing a bandolier.” “Predicting the future‽”, yelled Lincoln. “That’s impossible! I don’t have time to listen to the superstitious.” “He’s just a kid. You should give him a chance.”, replied his secretary. “Fine, but only for about 5 minutes.”
And when the time came, Max came. “I was informed you have a ‘Fortune Wookiee’ that can supposedly predict the future.”, said Lincoln. “Is this correct?” “Yes.”, stated Max. “My question for it is: will the Union win, and if so, at what battle?”, asked Lincoln. “Who’s your favourite president? You can’t say yourself.”, replied Max. “I don’t know what that has to do with your Fortune Wookiee,”, said Lincoln, “but I’d say my favourite president other than myself is George Washington.”
“Well,” explained Max, “Washington was the first president, so I’ll open and re-open my Fortune Wookiee just 1 time.” And so Max did that. “Now who’s your 2nd-favourite president?”, asked Max. “John Adams.”, replied Lincoln. “OK, then I’ll count J-o-h-n A-d-a-m-s across the flaps.” And so Max did that. He landed on a flap, and opened it. “Your fortune is… ‘Wuuurgh’.” “Thank you.”, replied Lincoln. Just as Lincoln was about to run back into the White House, Max got out his Han Foldo.
Han Foldo said, “Hello, Mr. President, I’m Han Foldo. I’m going to translate your fortune.” Lincoln thought he must’ve been hallucinating. “Your fortune means, ‘The Union will win. Robert Lee will surrender at Appomattox.’” Lincoln said, “Thank you.”, and went back into the White House thinking, “That kid must be crazy.”
Eventually, however, at the Battle of Appomattox, Lee surrendered, and the war was over. And so Lincoln always trusted the wisdom of the Fortune Wookiee.
Peace out, and May the Force be with you!
-SWF Max/GFF Max