Following on from Mr Wulf‘s example, I have a competition type thingy to announce. I’m currently approaching 3,000 comments on this here blog. Whomsoever should post the actual 3,000th comment shall receive a prize of my choosing.
Sure, it won’t be as classy as the one wot Nelly got, but that don’t matter, does it? Odds are it’ll be a pint (if I’m likely to bump into the winner on licenced premises) or something similiarly worthless.
Huh! I’m still waiting on that prize from Mr Carisenda. At least the prize that you won of me for the best pastiche (piss-take) of Mr Toaster’s blog-style and which you donated to Mr Toaster’s green-fingered child was at least honoured and delivered. But not actually intact. Aquilegias and poppies shall sprout in the footsteps of that Cambridgeshire postperson. Sorry about lack of punctuation. When the gin’s in the commas are out.
I thought the Nelly coat of arms was the prize. But then I’m simple like that and wild easy pleased, so I am. Sure what use would a speedboat be in Cully, anyways? And them bastids in Port Glen One would only be all jealous of it…
what should happen if you’re the one with the 3,000th comment? Buy yourself a round at the pub?:-p
Ah, but I’ll know when the number comes around, so I’ll be able to avoid such a horrible thing from happening.
And it’s not like I need an excuse like that to buy myself a pint.
I admit I knew I’d never actually get the speedboat but that was OK cos I wouldn’t have wanted one anyway for I cannot swim and anyway only wallies go in speedboats.
But it’s always nice to have an excuse to buy one.
Like, hey, I was the 3,000th poster on my own blog, surely this calls for celebration!
Yeah, you try saying that to a barman and see what his reaction is.
I can imagine – stop making me laugh!
stop making me laugh
I’m assuming that that was your barman impression…
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