G e t R i c h Q u i c k O n N e t a d e l i c a
Its magic was revealed to me in one brief and violent, yet strangely erotic struggle with its perforated curtains. And lo! what magic was contained within? The first half of a GBP20,000 prize. How I spun and whirled giddily in my excitement. Could this be true, was I really only the second half of a GBP20,000 curtain away from enough money to buy a small flatlet in an undesirable area?
I ran the 45 miles home, clutching my half-prize to my thigh all the way, looking neither left nor right as I hurdled small children in my path. I showed it to my invisible friend, who coughed and rocked in his chair so much I was concerned for his neighbours. Finally he came to, and, bent double, explained in hushed tones what it was that, was I to want it, I was to do to secure this golden fleece, this Mr Kipling of prizes.
Of course! I had to make contact with the holder of the second piece of the jigsaw. That could only mean one thing: a rambling piece of drivel posted to uk.misc. Absolutely nothing else would do.
So then, my human friends, the course is set. If any of you has the second half of a McDonald's GBP20,000 flap, we are both GBP10,000 the richer.
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