and whilst you're doing that

BWOD slips unnoticed into the Kremlin, garrottes the tea lady, and the last words that bastard hears are, "Oh I do so hope you enjoy your tea, Mr President", as he looks quizzically at the unfamiliar face and the room begins to swim.

Then (this bit's a little hazy) Tombs & co blow the f**king Kremlin sky high, having first smuggled out BWOD of course, and we all meet outside Carra at 2.45 on Saturday, to enjoy a 4-0 pumping of Brentford.

All quite likely and do-able I reckon, apart from beating Brentford.

Posted By: paulg, Mar 4, 12:45:34