Mince exposed...

[Calypso]

I have a vision of a bearded, bear-like creature who has a computer for part of his head, whips for his arms and is watching Doctor Who or some other geeky program.  Anyway, the vision is the stuff of nightmares.

[Mince]

I have visions of a deceptively friendly looking, bespectacled, balding, scoutmaster type with his troop gathered round him.

Please keep your perverted fantasies to yourself. This is a family board.

And this topic is meant to be about me.

[Mince]

He sold out for a mug!!! Shhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Betrayed! It's like a dagger through the heart! Oh! the depth of this treason against my kind soul. What cost doth it incur? And healed not by all the world's gold! How canst this be forgiven?

(A bit of free artwork at a later date should cover it.)

[Vulture]

Confession may be good for your soul, Roger, but...

What can I say, Mincey? He had me over a barrel...no, not that...

It was the relentless pleading, the shameful grovelling. It had to stop, so he finally agreed to let me send it.

He sold out for a mug!!! Shhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Was the 'mug' Mince or the recepticle you keep pencils in?

[Tarquin Thunderthighs lll]

The polls are closed, and the results are in.

Sorry, Peepsie, but if you do not want your illusions shattered by the...er...illusion-shattering truth, then you should not look in on the new thread I am about to create, because as returning officer for this parish, I hereby declare that the ayes have it!

[Tarquin Thunderthighs lll]

Oh, and for the record, no mug changed hands. Unfortunately.

A Woman is just a trouble-maker. 

[Malc]

Wrong. It's a Simon Cowell look-a-like with a Desperate Dan beard. Every woman's dream.

[Vulture]

Wrong. It's a Simon Cowell look-a-like with a Desperate Dan beard. Every woman's dream.

I think not! 

[The Peepmaster]

No, Mince hasn't had a mug. I have sole control of all stocks.

[Malc]

....as opposed to God, who has stock control of all souls.

[Tom]

... "Who"......