Dairy Queen World Series Sweepstakes Novels & Stories

“Is that how you got the inspiration for one of your drinks?” “Nope, but that’s how they got the inspiration for this mix.” Dale, the owner of the joint, walked out from the back and smiled at Jackie. She knew Bobby would recognize him; after all, Dale came in almost every night once he closed the ice cream shop to have a beer. “Hey, Dale! You know what we want, but Bobby is new. He claims Dairy Queen is better so I need you to make sure he knows better.” “You two dating, Jackie?” Dale asked while he started making Sam’s cone.

A new viewer was a new customer she should treat well, especially a VVIP like them who would spend a thousand dollars on a dare that she might reject. The dare was simple. Queenie’s earlier statement about not needing a man incited some rather salty challengers who wanted her to sign up officially with Wanda's Love Accessories Incorporation’s annual No Nut November Challenge. It was a challenge very unusual to her regular requests but London thought it was a brilliant idea.

Two more innings, and Ben’s team took the Wildcats for a final score of nine to six. “Hooray!” Tate started down the bleachers. “Dairy Queen, here we come!” “Dairy Queen?” Wade asked Dixie as she and Pops rose and started toward the aisle. “The parents always treat the players to ice cream after a game.” she told him. “Why don’t you come with us?” Wade smiled. “I wouldn’t want to intrude.” Dixie returned his smile. “Of course you would. Come on. I’ll buy you a cone.”

The words "Dance Party" were printed in large letters at the top of the flyer. I picked it up absent-mindedly. Suddenly, my eye was drawn to the line of text beneath the title: "300,000 Dollar Prize" it said. I hurriedly read on. The flyer was for an event being held jointly by the top international hotel brands in town. At the end of the party, everyone would cast a vote for the person they felt had danced the best. The person with the most votes would win 300,000 dollars.