Will sir be coming to jump through some trees and possibly off a bridge?
I ought to be able to come to this Meat, and I reckon Bob'd be up for it also. I shall ask him.
Aye, I'll be there with one proviso: I've been provisionally booked to speak at a mediafag conference in Malaysia some time in October. But I should know my dates (if any) soon.
ASSUMING I am in attendance, the dog basket is thrown open, as ever, to anybody whose online moniker doesn't rhyme with Spazzo.
Your name rhymes with sin, therefore you are not only invited, but given A list sit-next-to-Manthorp-and-get-uncomfortably-pawed guest status.
Definately worth the price of the ticket. I'll check my calendar.
You bastard. You prosed that position to me for the next meat :-((
No good for me, I'll catch you cunts at the next one.
PLUS you'll get utter pride of place in the dog basket. Even above Kenny for whom the dog holds a particular and somewhat worrying affection.