Shade McVay:
The winning poet
Shade McVay:
Six of tonight's seven poets. Don't know where the one guy was...
Shade McVay:
winning poet
Shade McVay:
One of our poets.
Shade McVay:
Such a nice young man.
Shade McVay:
BITCH! no, no, don't freak out... that was the title of her poem, and she's a PROUD "bitch".
Shade McVay:
Last year's winner, this year's second place.
Shade McVay:
Good rap.
Shade McVay:
Shy poet.
Shade McVay:
CAKE!!!!
Shade McVay:
Looks like I am saying "oo0Ooo0O0oOoo" but I'm not.
Shade McVay:
A fiddler for in between rounds
Shade McVay:
me and the terrier are a blur
Shade McVay:
"me and a gladiola... huh."
Shade McVay:
glad I didnt wear my kilt and motorcycle boots this year
Shade McVay:
audience
Shade McVay:
pam