Here it is ... the moment I won Bonnaroo Bingo. (I'll confess that, to cross off the projectile vomiting square, I had my friend hold up a mirror while I did it myself. But hey, I saw someone projectile vomiting, so it counts, no? All's fair in Bonnaroo Bingo.)
Pay up, suckas!
Wait a second. ... Am I ineligible because I work here? D'oh! I stuck my finger down my throat for nothing. Ugh.