OK... I'm going to switch the lights out...

...and when I turn them back on again, I expect the perpetrator of this outrageous piece of cheque-book publishing to reveal their identity.

  



Ok so now all we hafta do is work out who Stella 'The Snitch' Gray is.     

How did she gain access to the baldy dot-com millionaire's plan to combat his crippling ennui by knitting himself a series of (increasingly delusional) penile gloves?       

Good to see Test rockin that lime-green pedal-pusher/pink hottie sweater combo mind.   

Dunno bout the wig tho... maybe in a 'plum'.   

(Mo will be back in a coupla weeks with some homophobic comment about him having Henri Winterman's clutched in his right hand -set yer sundial by it.      )

Is it just me, or is that blonde lady with the pointy breasts packing a better lunchbox than wor Linford? As for Stella, i have leanings towards mr Plissken.

APOSTROPHE THIS YA CUNT! wrote:...i have leanings towards mr Plissken.

Well... we all have our cross to bear Sev.        

You'll feel the better for getting it out in the Open I suppose.   

It's often the best way.   

Not that the stewards at St Andrew's would agree with that sentiment mind.     

#caddyabuse-thirtydayswithouttheoption  

A mouths a mouth my old confidante.