Well, it had to be done, didn't it? And since this is both the first and last post, I have won. Thank you all.
Be fair. You are beyond help, after all.
Lol! I'm the person *giving* the help; I don't need it myself.
Right, right! And Cinderella was a historical figure, too.
Dear me! I think you'd better up the dose of your pills...
But you refuse to take them. What can I do?
Take them. All. Please.
No, sweetie. These are for you. See? There's your name on the bottle!
The only name on my bottle is Chateauneuf. And a very nice name too. Hic.
*he thinks he's reading French again. sigh*
You've had a tad too much, Moff. That says, "Shatterproof". The guards always put your wine in plastic bottles for safety's sake.
Oh no it doesn't - it says Shostakovich. A composer who not only plonked piano keys but also knew a good bottle of plonk when he saw it. *Sigh...*
You may play some to celebrate my win.
Well, birds of a feather may flock together, but I'm the one at the top. See http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/mw2XZkO/Winner+and+runner-up
A fabulous photo, but it bears no relevance to me winning this game. Sometimes you're an obtuse little man, aren't you?
Obtuse? Not at all! I'm acute. If you get my angle.
I've always thought you were far too angular to be cute.
Ooh! How sharp. But fortunately I'm quite equilateral.
And yet, completely immaterial. How verbose of you. But it's nice to see you with a hobby. Helps to heal the despair of your loss.
Lol! I see that your hobby is making jokes. Hoohoohoo! The idea that I might not win - what a laugh! I'm still chortling. And still winning.
Still using invented words, too, I see. Winning? When? What?
This sharpened stick? And it's nasty side effects? Right now? Well, okay, if you're certain.
And a merry Christmas to you too!
And a Happy New Year to you. I'll visit you in hospital.
Thank you, but I'm not a doctor of medicine. I'll be at home savouring my winning LOTP.