Is That a Fat Lady Singing? Er no, we're not done yet.

"He was drinking a cup of coffee," Dopp told investigators, "as he was saying it, he was like spitting a little bit. He was spitting mad."

Spitting mad. Spitting. Get it? Spitttttttttttttttzer ------------->

Guess again!

Here's Barn with his plastic rat. If you check the comments in the original contest post, you'll see the guesses we've gotten so far- none of them are right. Even my mister didn't guess right and it's HIS cat! (He's not eligible for the contest anyway). Put your guess in "comments" or email us: brokenbarn@gmail.com.

If you're wondering what the prize is, suffice it to say that it will be small, cheesy and fun- just like the last contest. Think Cracker Jack prize. We're trying to make money here, kids, not give it away! FYI: The last winner got a used (but good) book and a small sack o' candy.

Unrelated, but I'm just glad about it: I think I'm finally over that wretched cold and ready to rumble again- woohoo! I do not have a lot of patience when it comes to being sick.