Drama Queen for a Day: We've had it with you sob sisters!

When you're looking for projectile vomiting, tender hearts and 3 year olds in pumpkin suits won't do.

Nov 12, 1997 | What gives? You think the editors of Mothers Who Think run this Drama Queen contest every month for our own entertainment? Well, in fact, we do. What else are we going to do after spending our days e-mailing our co-workers to find out who has candy in their desks or calling up publishers with bogus requests for review copies of books we're just going to give to our relatives for Christmas or strolling purposefully past the cubicles of the single men in the business department? Huh?

Well, we're going to read your submissions to this contest, that's what! And what we expect, month after month, is dogs with indigestion and leaky diapers and Vaseline smeared all over brand-new bedspreads. And here you all go, getting wistful on us.

OK, fine. We can do it your way. This time. Just don't forget to vote.

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