The Holy Queeble Doth Win Yet Another Covetedeth Award For-Eth Top Queen Site 2004!

Let There Be-Eth Much Ado-Eth And Fanfare!

The Gods And The Queeble Prophets Are Verily Muchly Happily!

"Fear Not! And Do-Eth Not Be Afrighted!" Roger The Divine Sayeth Unto Ye Gathered There "Let There Be-Eth Much Vodka And Merrmiment"

And So It Wert.

And Lo! The Holy Queeble Doth Win Again And Lo! Modesty Doth Not Come-Eth Easily Unto Them, For-Eth They Art Children Of The Gods And Were-Eth The Gods Modest??? Nay!!! They Wert Not!

"We Art Vain And Pompous' Sayeth The Gods.

'We Knoweth Not Of The Fake Modesty For We Art The Champions!"

And So, Let The Top Queen Site Award Be-Eth Displayed Proudly And Let The Disciples Flock Unto The Holy Queeble For-Eth The True Spirit Of Queen Doth Thusly Live-Eth Here Foreverethmore.

And Let The Disciples And Worshippers Flock Unto The Holy Queeble Throughout-Eth The New Millenium Plus Five So-Eth They May Be-Eth Closer Unto Their Gods And Rejoice And Begat With Them.

"Yea!" Sayeth Roger The Divine "Thee Shalt Thusly Taketh Care Of The Begatting Bit!"

"Lo! Thee Willst Thusly Help-Eth Thee" Sayeth The Lord God Freddie, "For-Eth I Art A Good Begat!"

"I, John The Mysterious Art The Most Fertile!" Sayeth John The Mysterious.

"And Whoforeart Art Going To Take-Eth Care Of The Learn-Ething And Knowledge? Asketh Brian The Wise.

"Thou!" Sayeth The Other Gods "Thou Art Not Verily Good In The Sack!'

"That Art Nay True-Eth!" Sayeth Brian The Wise, "Thee Art A Tiger!"

'That Art Not What Thou P.A. Sayeth!' Sayeth Roger The Divine

'Liar!" Sayeth Brian The Wise

'More-Eth Like A Poodle!" Sayeth Roger The Divine

'Shut-Eth Up Roger, Thou Fat Bitch!" Cried Brian The Wise And He Didst Thusly Start To Scribe-Eth Home To Mother But Then Thought-Eth Better Of It.