The competition was fierce, with contenders from all over including Charlie Hopkinson,
Josh Robert Thompson,
and the real Morgan Freeman himself, in one of his old costumes from "The Electric Company".
|Gawd, we loved that show.|
Even Bryan stepped up and tried out a few choice Freeman phrases such as
- "Get busy livin', or get busy dyin'. That's goddamn right."
- and "Multiply your anger by about a hundred, Kate, that's how much he thinks he loves you."
Another of the reasons I enjoyed the competition this year was because another guest judge was the lovely and talented Sheila Ferguson, who as you well remember was 'the one in the middle' of The Three Degrees.
The other guest judge (and the one that ruined the party for Morgan Freeman) was that utter tool Ryan Seacrest, so the less said about him, the better.
Anyway, back to Sheila. Sheila has been a friend of the Unbelievables since the early days, when in their spare time, The Three Degrees would come over to the Unbelievabase and jam till dawn, or sometimes just chill in the hot tub drinking gin rickeys and playing Hunt The Cannoli (a very complicated word game involving hot tubs and gin rickeys). There was even one time when all six of us went shopping in downtown Stiletto Flats' most groovy clothing boutique, Flatfoot Jimmy's...
and kitted the girls out in some seriously cool gear.
But it was only a matter of time before the girls decided that they wanted to become Unbelievababes and go fight crime internationally as part of our network of informants, moles, decoys and general butt-kickin' type folks.
We sat with them for many a long hour imparting wisdom, knowledge and tips, training them in the art of Unbelieva-Zen and Unbelieva-Fu, until they were ready to help us thwart crime wherever it may appear.
I'm sure Michael and Clark will tell you more about our Three Degrees adventures later in the week.