We are nothing, if not classy, rule #1. To prove this, I'm entered into the Ms Iron Woman Contest for Saturday( being a radio goddess, I'm the featured guest). This invloves chunking an iron skillet farther than other woman, and recieving (GET THIS) a hardhat with a tiara on it. Even better than that, I would remain the Queen for one year. If that isn't classy enough, I'm singing the National Anthem at the Demolition Derby after that. My moma would be so proud