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    Vote for the March Winner!!

    This is where the voting begins.  Now that we have selected the best ten entrants, it is your turn to pick the best blag. The competition rules allow you to vote once every four hours only. Your vote is important so get voting now and see your favourite blag be this months winner.  You only have a week, so tell your friends and help the best blagger win a fabulous Budda Bag prize.

    The blags are in no particular order, so look through them and vote now!!!!!!!!!

    The Blag is back!

    Budda Blag Entry 1

    This entry is by Lara Carey from Ireland

    I come from a family of mixed religions. My nana is an extreme catholic. My dad
    is atheist and my mum sort of believes in it all. So I had lots of questions
    about religions when I was younger. I would ask why Jesus had holes in his
    hands in all the pictures in my nana’s house. By the time I was five, I had
    come up with a question that nobody had a proper answer to, a question that
    puzzled me for years.
    I was exploring in my mum’s bedroom one day when I noticed a statue of a very
    fat, half-naked man.
    “Who’s that?” I asked.
    “That’s the Buddha,” my mum said.
    My next question was; “Where does he sit?”
    I figured that a man with such a huge belly wouldn’t be able to fit into any of
    our armchairs or around our kitchen table. My Mum peered down at me, and
    finally replied. “He likes to sit on the ground.”
    For some reason I didn’t believe her. I thought that any person important
    enough to be a statue and be on my Mum’s altar must have some sort of a throne.
    It took me seven years to find my answer, but, last weekend, I found a seat fit
    for the Gods in a small cottage in County Clare.
    It was there that I somersaulted off the stairs into a gorgeous blue Budda Bag
    that was so much cooler than a sofa, and even more comfortable than my bed.
    I now reckon that the Buddha, who was the son of a king, must have had the
    pleasure of owning a very large, very comfortable, Budda Bag, where he hung out
    feeling enlightened. For as I lay there, tired out after all my flips,
    pondering how unbelieveable my friend’s budda bag was, I realised that I could
    also experience bliss every day, if I had a Budda bag of my own. So my next
    question is, please, please, please, please, someone, can I have a budda bag? I
    live in hope! :0)

     

    Budda Blag Entry 2

    This entry is by Imogen Seymour from England,UK

    Budda Bags look so great,
    I think this blagging is my fate!

    I want to see how one feels,
    as supportive chairs are not fair deal!

    Im 4 years old and a special girl,
    My mummy says I am her world!

    Im diagnosed with CMV,
    A shock for her as well as me!

    I love my mummy for all she does,
    I hope that she knows my love!

    She’s so perfect and i want her to know,
    a budda bag would tell her so!

    She could cuddle me tight on the coolest bag,
    as I lay comfy and not on a rag!

    So hopefully you’ll all agree,
    A win for both her and me,
    would make us comfy cuddled tight,
    a hug as snug as a budda bug.

     

    Budda Blag Entry 3

    This entry is by Rebecca Stanton from UK

    I am one of those very unfortuante women. My arse is massive. No matter what
    sofa, chair or cushion I sit on I cannot get comfortable. Then one day I sat on
    a Buddha bag at my friends house and my cellulite ridden bottom felt
    delightful.
    I am now trying to save up so I can have a comfortable bottom like everyone
    else. Unfortunately my 50p a week saving schedule isn’t going to well – it
    would take me nearly 12 years to save up for my ideal Buddha bag.

    Please support the woman with the big bottom and make my bottoms dreams come
    true. Vote for me!

     

    Budda Blag Entry 4

    This entry is by Caroline O Leary from Ireland

    When the day is long and tough
    When my body has had enough
    Nothin puts a smile on my face
    like jumping high up into space
    When i land on a budda bag cloud
    It makes me smile and laugh out loud

     

    Budda Blag Entry 5

    This entry is by Ciaran O Callaghan from I own no
    nationality… If I did, I would choose Mexican

    There is a insurmountable problem in this world. Deforestation.

    I am no eco-warrior, nor an eco-worrier, though I can foresee one potentiality
    in proposterous predicament of the lose of trees: Hammocks will become
    obsolete.

    The comfort of a hammock will, in future years, undoubtedly be a historical
    myth – no trees means no hammocks.

    Comfort will have to present itself in another manner.

    Oh wait! What’s this? A large, round delectably soft object which needs not the
    strctural integrity of a tree… Why, it must be a Budda Bag!

    Let me launch my arse upon thee good entity of the future of comfort. I will
    not miss the trees nor the hammocks if I can relax and unwind on top of your
    humble matter good Budda bag.

    Now let me reach for my oxygen tank

    X

     

    Budda Blag Entry 6

    This entry is by Laura Bowers from England

    This month,
    I must be blunt,
    a budda bag,
    is my ultimate swag.

    Overwhelmingly Opulent,
    Splendidly Sumptuous,
    a budda bag,
    I must blag.

    Surfing the net,
    my mind became set,
    a budda bag,
    is the ultimate bag.

    Mini, Midi or Maxi,
    Didi, Mega or Baby,
    a budda bag,
    is my ultimate swag.

    My needs are such,
    I simply must,
    a budda bag,
    successfully blag.

    B-rilliantly U-seful,
    D-umbfoundingly D-azzling,
    A-mazingly B-eautiful &
    A-stonishingly G-regarious,
    this awesome bag,
    is the object of my blag,
    for which I will raise my flag.

     

    Budda Blag Entry 7

    This entry is by Nichola Hogg from England

    Because I’ve never felt comfort like it
    Uber trendy, stylish and sheek
    Daytime lounging, relaxation at its best
    Duvet, film and evening snuggling
    All I want is a Budda bag in my life…

     

    Budda Blag Entry 8

    This entry is by Sarah Nicholson  from Ireland

    Twas a rainy day in Dublin,
    When I walked into the shop.
    My curiosity was bubbling,
    But I was as wet as a mop.
    But the staff were oh so gracious,
    As I began to look around,
    And there in a shop so spacious,
    There were- upon the ground,
    An array of coloured budda bags,
    Large, medium and small.
    I shuffled to the nearest one,
    And almost at a crawl
    Collapsed upon pure comfort.
    And then I could all but cry,
    For this was the best seat in the world,
    But my bank account is dry.
    And so I dream about budda bags,
    Sitting in a gloomy chair,
    And hope that my chances won’t just sag,
    And instead you’ll help me snare,
    This most amazing prize I’d ever
    Have the chance to win,
    And so I’ll leave you to consider my poem,
    And hope to Budda bag I’m in!

     

    Budda Blag Entry 9

    This entry is by Dave Genatra from England, UK

    Now, it’s no surprise that a Budda Bag is usually used to sit on, and very
    comfy it is too. It does come in a variety of colours and fabrics and is
    wonderfully versatile. I’m sure there are plenty of ways to use one, and here
    are just a few:
    1. Wear a Budda Bag over your head as an oversize, brightly coloured headpiece
    - be the talk of the town and turn heads whereever you go. And never run out
    of somewhere to sit, too.
    2. Use one as a comfortable and supportive meditation pad and sit for hours on
    end as your soul floats into space…
    3. A giant softball – play soccer with your mates, indoors! BE careful, and
    don’t get too big headed!
    4. A gaming chair – sit for hours on end, no need to move!
    5. A giant stress dummy – squeeze away and relieve all those worries.
    6. Use it as a giant plush toy and take it to bed with you, cosy time!
    7. How about a punchbag to workout to? But be careful, it’s made of foam which
    ‘remembers’!
    8. It’s great for adults too…

    Remember folks, buy one to use for yourelf and another to block the doorway.
    Happy days!

     

    Budda Blag Entry 10

    This entry is by Lorraine O’Dwyer from Ireland

    I remember the first time I sat down on a buddabag, I immediately felt right at
    home its was like heaven on earth to me. My mum and my sister wandered around
    the shop looking at various materials and oobi doobis. By the time we had to go
    I still hadn’t budged from my resting place upon the cozy and delightful cow
    fauz fur memory foam bag. I pleaded my mum to buy the wanderous budda bag she
    wandered up to the counter and asked the shop assistant how much was the 5ft
    cow faux budda bag he replied in a friendly voice ‘€400′. My mum sighed and
    said ‘sorry not today honey maybe some other time’. I also sighed but just then
    the shop assistant told us that we could blag he then explained the concept as
    soon as we went home we blaged unfortunately we didn’t win but I hope we will
    this time!

     


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