Who am I?

And you can **** off too. Prick.

 

Charming I must say. The level of verbal abuse on here has become quite intolerable.

 

Quick, grab the bastard. He's getting away...

 

I know mate, you would think that these ****s could just congratulate me on another fine win, as opposed to slagging me off. ****ing pricks.

 

Actually I meant you Sir. Abhorrent usage of our fine language.

 

Ah ****, I'm quite embarrassed now.

 

Yes, I suspected that may be the result.

My work here is complete.

 

So you should be. ****.

 

As an integral part of the quiz fraternity, you must scrap this foolhardy notion this instant.

If not, I shall reconsider my own position.

 

That is all I wanted to hear, I look forward to another excellent set of questions tomorrow. I will be the first to congratulate the winner if it isn't me, as I wasn't joking about being lonely in the winners' enclosure. In fact when is your birthday and I will make sure you get an extra special mention on the ever popular Birthday Thread

 

I've identified and exploited a flaw in the system. I just printed off the winning prize and coloured it in - I didn't even know any of the answers.

 

That is commonly known as cheating aka acting like a dirty fenian bastard.

 

I've just noticed that pompey had the same idea before me. How come he's not attracting the same opprobrium?

 

Because I expect better from you, I expect a whole lot better.

 

But only the rightful winner of the prize can truly know the golden glow of joy as he glides his nub of Crayola across the hallowed sheet.

You, sir, can only wallow in the moribund.

 

I've been there, it is quite a feeling.

I don't really know the rules though

 

^^^^thick ****

 

You cheated me out of one and I still don't know how