Here is the quiz, you unsightly horde of monsters.
Foul, villainous leches, the lot of you. Feeding off my time and goodwill, of which you have drained a thousand quarts from me. I’ll never get that back. I don’t want it back. It’s yours now, and now you too are cursed.
Round One is… actually, you know what? I’m retiring this bit. You’ll find out what the rounds are when you do the quiz. This is valuable real estate, and I need it for more bollocks, so that’s an end to that.
Shout out to the person who I was meant to do a shout out to last week but didn’t, and now can’t be bothered to look up the email to see what their name was. Sarah, maybe? Happy Birthday, Sarah Maybe.
Anyway, eat this quiz.
