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.
Harry: “50p on the floor. Scrams.”
‘Scrams’! :-D :-D :-D
Harry: watch out lads, Lennon’s coming past.
i’m not very articulate so i’ll just go with “fuck off”
JJ: Pretty good that photo shop eh Harry?
HR: Yeah for sure its top top image manipulation software, and the developers are great lads.
The ‘for sure’ adds a level of authentic ness ness I can barely compute sir, love it.
Much obliged.
For sure. ;-)
where do i sign up for the spurstacas appreciation club
HR to JJ: “I see Clive is showing his Strictly Come Dancing moves”
JJ to HR: “Not like that. You put your left leg in. Your left leg out”