Illuminati-R-Us

And there is the first one!

We’ll need three of them! Which isn’t impossible, just unlikely.
It isn’t over until it’s over, see Amstel Gold Women’s race for proof of that. Marianne Vos just wins things she really shouldn’t.

Oh Lordy, I might be on the free wine soon.

Sorry shipmate, we need the win. Which may mean our streak is broken.

The Dixie Chocs.

They always blame The Juice.

I didn’t follow it but it seemed like a shitshow from front to back.

Mick Jäegermeister

9.05 is slightly late for work.

David Sole

Blue Oyster Mushroom

Well that was a shitshow. Three all.

Played 151, won 71, drawn 30, lost 50.

Cunting pissery.

Following on from Llance: Sham 69.

Aye, that’s a pisser.

Our lassie got fourth and the quite splendidly named British champion Pfeiffer Georgi was third. Immigrants eh?

Five-O

Walesa.

Porsche made a 903.

Thruple.

The pipes and drums of the Black Pudding.

Yeah ha! Old Firm Derby tomorrow, or the day after, who the fuck knows with time zones. I’ll be in yet another castle until it’s all over. Or hasn’t started yet. Whichever. Paris - Roubaix tomorrow, hopefully a good race, there have been far too many serious crashes lately.

The Reverend Spooner’s favourite Eurovision winners: Motherhood of bran.

Meatloaf, hang on . . .

Thing 1

Ha! Ho! He!

The latter.

Oxford or Cambridge?