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.
Well, I don't remember that at all. I remember - very distinctly - winning this prize, hiring a butler, and travelling the world.
As a backpacker and without a butler.
cause the prize is mine.
Second prize may be yours, I agree. But unfortunately, first prize has been spent at five star backpackers all over the planet. My, it was fun.
If that was true then, erm, excuse me for saying so, but why are you still here??
As butlers and hotels know all around the world, I'm the winner!
I am here to watch the slow car crash as you each realise your valian efforts are wasted.
I think you'll find that the rest of us don't need valium for our efforts. Nice to have talked to you; off you go now. I prefer to have the winner's podium to myself.
Ah, Pomgolians always miss their "t" - just can't function without it, hey? Yes, I understand your preferences. Poor thing. Unrequited preferences can be quite traumatic - or so I've heard.
Methinks that was a hastily and unconvincingly added "or so I've heard". Shame. I'm still the winner!
Always hasty to speak the truth, me. Many people of your ilk were once unconvinced that the human body could travel at more than 30 miles per hour. Like you, they were wrong.
Have you ever been a passenger on a motorcycle? On the 'Autobahn'? We rode at about 120 km/h, I tried to hide behind the driver, but it only worked partwise. It was summer and we didn't have worn motorcycle clothing. Only jeans and t-shirts and I thought my t-shirt and the underwear is flying away during that ride.
But we survived and so I win this game.
Wow! I think I have travelled at that speed on a motorbike when I was nursing. I was running late for work, and my friend screamed through the streets of Sydney to get me there. I was terrified! I have never been on a bike since.
But the prize money will buy me quite a nice car, so I feel okay about it.
I feel even better about buying a new car. I'm still the winner, ilk or not!
I'm sorry you feel ilk, little moff. Never mind, nothing a good swatter won't fix.
I don't need a sweater. It's warm enough already. Anyway, my cousin eats all the good ones.
Like you eat your toenails, hey? Some families are rife with them, aren't they?
If you say so, Dez. I wouldn't know.
You have a cousin who eats jumpers and you don't KNOW? That's why you are not worthy of being the winner. I am the only suitable winner here. You may bask in my glory.
Gee, I had no idea that your criterion for winning was eating toenails. I suspect that when you wrote "glory" you really meant "gory". Never mind, I have far better criteria for winning - and I'm the winner!
And your criteria consist of...?
whats all this then, i dont know why yous can all say that yous are the winners, gees, people, thats enough of all this, the real WINNER is me, now thats that,
lets all have a cuppa, shall i be mummy and pour!
one lump or two!
How many lumps would everyone like? I can cause them. Thank you, Mummy. I like mine sweet to match my disposition.
lol, we call that a nippy sweety dez,
who gave dez the pointy stick back!
Who ever it was, he stood well back!
lol, i thought you were the brave one, lol,