A Night At The Blog-scars
Gosh, I'm... well, speechless! This is so unexpected! Well first I need to thank the Academy of the Mischief of Magpies for this award, but also I'd like to thank the scriptwriters, those wonderful people who make the headlines every day. And my colleagues, all of whom deserve to be standing here now... they're too numerous to mention (but that list on the right is a good start). And of course, my mother who imbued me with a sense of what was right. And my father, because without him being a cunt I may not have truly understood the definition of wrong. And of course I must pay tribute to those illustrious names I was drawn against - Jez, I don't know you but I'm sure you're great... Arlington, it should be you up here! *sob* Oh, my! It is all too much *sob* I just feel so lucky to have *sniff* been given the opportunity. But whatever you do *gulp* please don't forget the real world out there *sob*... won't someone please think of the children...
(music rises in cue to get the fuck off the stage whilst some blonde with long legs and big tits forcefully grabs an arm and guides it to the stairs....)
Cheers m'dears!
ps - I love the fact that searching for a pic of an 'Oscar' got me that one... pure fucking class!
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11 Comments:
Congratulations, Binty! Will raise a glass to you this evening.
A cheque's fine, by the way.
The academy feels it was a win well deserved. The quality of the work is such that can only be conceived after much research and angst at the local watering hole.
Cash will be fine.
Huzzah Binty! Mucho Huzzah!
Thank you Footsie, expect a cheque with lots of zeros... but since you admit playing both ends against the middle (voting for both myself and my closest rival) don't expect any other number at the front of them!
And Mac, I sent the cash this morning... if it fails to arrive let me know and I'll go and give those bastards at the post office some hell!
FMC, mucho thanks!
Tubbie, I won't... but please! There is absolutely no need to censor yourself on my blog!
eh? wtf did you win?
;o)
cognrats!
Sarah, that's just jealousy speaking ;-)
Arlington, thankyou... and better luck next time!
It's all commercialised bollocks anyway ... probably slept with the jury ... glad I'll never win one rhubarbrhubarbrhubarbrhubarb ...
Well done,me oul' mate.
Right, now they've all gone, that'll be fifty for rigging the result.
Your speech is better than the real ones. There's money in this. Hollywood will pay for this stuff and pay handsomely.
What? What happened? John Stewart?
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