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"Oh Mercy ..."

If I'm ever in the position of being allowed one final meal, it'll be one whole Sainsbury's Luxury Chocolate Yule Log.

Mercy me ... sweet, sweet chocolatey goodness.
Easily the best thing I've ever tasted that you can buy in shops.

Screw dinner tomorrow, just ten of these and several gallons of milk and I'll be happy. Happier than I've ever been before.

MMmmmmmmmm .... log.
Brown, sticky log.
o-ho-ho

Anywho ... hope the customary anti-climax isn't too depressing for you all. I expect to see you all around 3 or 4 o'clock, when things have settled down into a familiar sense of 'welll ... there we go then ... '

You never enter, that's probably (probably, but it might not be) the reason why you never win. I suppose you'll have a good chance this time ... with me not being able to enter and all.

This is amazing.
I'm so far up my own ass I can just roll around by poking my appendix. Full circle indeed.

FinalFantasyFanatic wrote:
> > I'm so far up my own ass

Oh, so it's you that's joining me up here. I wondered...

I'm so far up my own ass I can see next years turkey being digested.

The thing is if I don't become rich by the age of 30 I'll rob a bang.

FACT

The irish can do it.

Je suis ne irish. le irish are willys. je suis anglais

I thought my colon looked all shiny and clean.

Beware of the bear traps.