So my penalty in the 2nd half thing from the previous blog came true.
This officially means I am able to predict the future. Ish. A bit. Maybe.
At last, I can dump you schmucks that have always held me back – get my own TV show and concentrate on be a regular on This Awning, er This Morning… like that clinically obese schwarzer that is now chuckling/sweating up the jungle on ITV.
Am I on TV yet?
Here’s the goals, my friends…