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Results from guest judge Harry Effron
Winner
"Well, if none of you brought marshmallows and I didn't bring marshmallows then that explains why these marshmallows taste like mice." �TG Gibbon
Finalists
"I don't want to be a spoilsport, guys, but I think this might be a fire hazard. Also, marshmallows cause cancer and the way the sticks are poking through them probably constitutes sexual harassment on some level."� Francis
"Twice now, those pussies in inventory have fucked this up! Who the hell wants a s'more on a fucking triscuit?" �WillM
Honorable mention
"Where'd you guys find this conference table out here in the woods?" �Sam L
"I bet it's just a fire drill" �Erin
"This will send that bastard a message: If you're going to lay us off, at least have the decency to send an armed guard to escort us out of the building."� mypalmike
"I love impulsively roasting marshmallows as much as the next guy, but did we have to kill our boss and set fire to this conference table? Couldn't we have just waited until tonight's annual company marshmallow roast?" � Mo Buck
