I was just packing my bag for a couple of nights on the South coast to watch the climax. Having applied my lipstick I was shocked to turn around in my bathroom to find Timothy Claypole standing directly behind me. After he had recovered from my the best gyspy throat punch I had thrown in years... he said he had come with news of the future .... sadly we are going to be relegated tomorrow. I am sorry to let everyone know this and I am upset of course but I have to report the message. I am not a betting Man and have refused to have anything to do with Online betting in my industry and i strongly advise those of you parting with money unless its on us going down to buy a useful tool for the garden instead. After being sick I feel a lot better ... time to jump on the my 848 Corse in my favourite raincoat and burn rubber.. avanti
So you're going to Brighton for a couple of nights? This dual life of yours must be very hard to keep up. Probably best just to tell Mrs Oddball. You'd never know, she might even find it kinky. If you see Stephen Fry down there, tell him its his turn next. ( No not that you dirty sod. Relegation scrapping next season I mean)
