Prontaprint. Those were the days. The digital age must have cut truer and cleaner than the sword of Islam. Oh well, they charged the earth, so they didn’t die broke.
He’s a goodie courtesy of Citizen Fatfish and to enter into the spirit of things, the prize isn’t some dreadful book autographed by a footballing legend worth a small fortune on the black market. No, today’s winner gets a snide Royal Wedding mug autographed by me using a permanent marker pen.
If that doesn’t keep entries down, I’m not sure what will. I’m nipping down the shops to score some discounted easter eggs due to superficial damage to their packing.
Prattle will be served at tea time.
Here’s an imagninary lead, maybe it will will be easier to keep hold of then a real one…
:-D
“Look at that Joe, there’s life in the old dog yet, I got an idea, tell you what, you get Pav off and I’ll have a word with bingo wings”
Heel, Arsene. Good boy.
AW: Yew stewpid Inglish. Dew yew really thonk I wheel fall for ze old ‘invisible microphone trick?
Look Wenger, you cad, I had enough of you and that bottle of water.