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.
yada yada ...
...the post's mine.
the post yes
the Prize is mine
Second prize, yes.
First prize is mine. Because I'm last.
[Sounds the Last Post]
The prize is mine!
Can't carry a tune, you. Ta-da!
Ta-da? What sort of a tune is that?
A very good one.
Yes i hear it :P
I hear the sound of the winner's accolade...
you hear mine!
Don't be silly. There are no mines around here. What he hears is the whoosh as his chances fly away.
Sorry. They just whooshed straight back!
To me. Glad someone else saw that.
it must have sawed your post through
Prizey is safe with me
Sorry Grunn, but he turned, singing dadada,short before Groningen a little bit more to the north and is now here with me. Only a few hundred km away...
It's an ill wind, as they say. He's with me.
lols. good one
that's very kind of you krayker
but it won't help you
there can only be one winner
Poppp, where is the prize?? Blowing in some winds??? Where will this little thing land?? I think it'll be Hamburg. But Dez, as my antipode has the same chances, cause little prizey don't cares about longitude or latitude, its just there... at the moment here with me...kisses to you littly prize...
Gee Gesine, I'm not sure what you're on, but can I have some?
@2253: Sure, shall I send it by mail or want you come and take it ??
take what ? the prized possession is here!
Big Kev (now I know you hate it, I will call you that forever) is not the type of moth you want to invite to your place, Gesine. He will sneak in, grab the prize, and if he can't find it, he'll grab your best cutlery and make off with it through one of your windows.
Kray, I have decided to let the prize have a little holiday with you. But he will be coming home soon. WON'T he, Kray?!
Now, now, Dezzie Wezzie. Two can play at that game. So let's call a truce. And by the way, you are right about the prize coming home - he's with me!