Oh goody, goody, gum drops. Getting withdrawal symptoms. Can't wait! All that lovely mud to crawl around in and the flack to take for missing the last one.
What's on the menu this Sunday oh purveyor of delectibly scrumptious masticatory (THAT'S MASTICATORY for you Tony, appertaining to the process of chewing) goodies?
Has Tony managed to get his rifle working or do we have to listen to more excuses?