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Pezhead
Monthly: Thanks for joining us, Winning
Pez Bingo Card. From B7 all the way to O63, your greatness
is celebrated across the land. How does it feel to be
a winner?
Winning
Pez Bingo Card: It feels spectacular, thank
you for asking. I know that everyday, every hour, and
likely every minute, in churches, casinos, and American
Legions all over the nation, there are other winning bingo
cards. But how many of those are Pez bingo cards? And
how many of them are at the biggest gathering of Pezheads
in the world? Maybe a dozen or so a year? So when you
look at it that way, it's a pretty elite club and quite
the privilege to be here.
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PM:
I think you have a point there. Can you describe your thought
process as you started down the road from a blank card to the
horizontally completed champion that you are known as today
and forever more?
WPBC:
Well, you know, when you start off there is always
anxiety in the air. You look over at all of your discarded brothers
and sisters on the table and in the trash can, some from just
mere moments before, and it's not exactly the most inspiring
feeling. But you gotta fight through that stuff, you gotta believe.
And I'll tell you, when the Free Space in the middle is marked,
that's when you really begin to hope and dream.
PM:
Well sure, Winning Pez Bingo Card, but it wasn't all peaches
and gravy from there, was it?
WPBC:
Oh, most certainly not, no. In fact every time a number was
called and it wasn't on my card, but clearly on other cards
as evidenced by random shouts of joy throughout the room, that
was very tense. I can only imagine how agonizing it was for
the Pezhead who was marking me up.
PM:
You bring up an interesting point. What sort of a bond developed,
if at all, between you and the Pezhead who was marking you?
WPBC:
You know, it's a funny thing. Everytime he marked me,
there was a feeling of dread mixed with hope in the way his
pen hit my paper. At first it was mostly dread, but then as
that bottom row started to get filled in, there was more and
more hope. But, sadly enough, nearly right up until the very
end, there was always a little bit of dread. It seemed like
he had been trying for years and years and years, and yet he
was never able to win at Pez Bingo, no matter how close he came.
You think "Terms of Endearment" was sad? That's some
real heartbreak right there.
PM:
Darn it, Winning Pez Bingo Card. I told myself I wasn't going
to cry. To end this interview on an uplifting note, can you
describe the moment when success finally struck?
WPBC:
I'll tell you, it's a moment I will never forget.
I heard the announcer call "I22" and then I heard
a sound louder than anything I've heard, not since I was printed
by Bazaar and Novelty in Canada. It was my Pezhead, and he was
shouting "BINGO!" with his arms straight up in the
air. In an instant, he was redeemed after years of agony and
frustration. I'm not sure, but I believe the roof opened up
and a ray of light shined down on the two of us, and that Hallelujah
song started playing. Then he stood up and sprinted to the front
of the room. I will always remember the breeze I felt, flapping
in that warm convention hall, as he carried me up to get his
prize. When he finally got there, you would have thunk he'd
reached Mount Everest. As for the prize, it was a groovy Pez
Peace Van. Quite appropriate, as he had finally found peace
with the game that had cruelly tormented him for years.
The bottom
line is this: whether it's horizontally, vertically, diagonally,
or somewhere in between, everyone's due for their own win sooner
or later. And when it happens, it's spectacular.
