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-- \ PORT PERRY STAR -- Tuesday, July 23, 1985 -- 13 v 3 Bd a 3 4 2 Superstars race green frogs by Cathy Robb I'm gonna get you for this, Howard Hall. When you asked me to participate in Satur- day's annual Superstars contest, you didn't mention the frogs. You probably didn't mention them to Heather Cooper, Betty Bouillon, Earl Cuddie, Mike Fowler or Jack Cottrell (my fellow con- testants), either. All you said is, "This year, thing's will be dif- ferent." Something about "no more politi- cians,' except Jack, who won it last year and as the tradition goes, was forced to return. You said you wanted "everyday Joes," so | said what the heck. But I wouldn't have said what the heck if I had of known about those frogs. The putting-pantyhose-one your-partner- wearing-oven-mitts was okay. Betty Bouillon and partner Jack Cottrell won the first bout with Jack putting the hose on Betty. And Earl Cuddie and me won the second bout, with me putting the hose on Earl. The putting episode, however, futile (Earl was the only contestant to actually sink the ping pong ball in the hole), was also good clean fun. And while you can't exactly call the dig-the- six-jelly-beans-out-of-the-whipped-cream-pie- contest clean, at least it was fun. As was the watermelon seed spitting contest. What wasn't fun, Howard Hall, was the frog race. Digging one's hand into a bag full of frogs lacks fun. Holding a greasy little frog in your hand waiting for the race to begin is not fun. I would have refused to do it if there wasn't Oh, double gross. Cathy Robb was less a crowd watching, but I did it so nobody could than thrilled with her whipped cream facial call me a suck. in the Superstars contest, especially con- Trouble is, I am a suck. And so is Heather sidering emcee Howard Hall was making and Betty when it comes to frogs. Totally gross, : "those little green things are. cracks in the background ... Especially when you have to race them by tickling them with silly yellow feathers. gr. My frog wouldn't even cooperate. He spotted wo, fk a bird cage sitting next to the stage, waiting ro + to be auctioned off in Saturday's merchant auc- tion, and he promptly jumped on top of it. And do you think I could get that fink off? & I finally had to carry the frog, bird cage and a SA all avar the finish line. Oly It's a wonder I didn't come last (I came se- cond last) but Betty Bouillon reserved that honour. Earl Cuddly, er Cuddie, won the con- test with top points in nearly every category. Congratulations Earl, and as for you Howard, how do you feel about frogs in your bed? A pn RX RA Le rr i Betty Bouillon and Heather Cooper compare faces after the Superstars contest was over. And when it was all said and done, Earl Cuddie, alias Cuddlie, was the clear winner. He ""whipped" everyone er od ; oe. 7, > A) else. Visit fridow @.0Box CRAFT SHOP featuring quilts, baby items, greeting cards, pine accessories, a Christmas Corner, antiques and many other items. 1, Mile East of the 4 Corners in Caesarea 986-4833 S---- Sidra ... but Howard got his just 'desserts' for all his smart comments, when one of the Superstars contestants surprised him with a whipped pie in the face. Revenge is so sweet. ing in P i : : , the green contestants got off to th in Port Perry? Nah, it was just Saturday's superstars contestants of the female race. Above Sy A doa front of the Pest Office. Part of the fun was persuasion were a liftle less than thrilled a rousing start with the help of Jack Cottrell watching as Betty Bouillon fried to put stockings on Jack Cottrell when they actually had to grab hold cf a live Heather Cooper, Cathy Robb and Ear frog (gross!) and feather-tickle it in a frog Cuddie. ---- wearing oven mitts. kK]