Lo! Thee art thrilled-eth ! So - Thee hearken on the grapevine - someone thought that Our Fat Bottomed Girls at Fannycourt wert used backing singers ? !! ha-eth ha-eth! We must be-eth getting verily good !! We actually hath a real concentrated-eth go at polishing up the arsecheeks of the in-house cleaning ladies, on the afternoon of the gig, just quietly at the Inn. Behold! It hath paid off !! We art lucky - We haveth six groupies for-eth each member of this band. Roger the Divines weight maketh a big difference, He canst nay shag liketh He used to!

Tonight Thee art feeling goodly - Thee looketh shagethadellic!

But Lo! The gig willst nay be-eth perfect - someone misplaceth the auto-cue, and we haveth doubts about Paul-eths eyesight ...some of the set willst still be-eth searcheth for Twinkies... Roger the Divine doth split His trousers again .... We foundeth a lot of spirits out back - wrappeth in Mac-ethDonalds paper bags.

Roger the Divine art thusly in much-eth trouble for not sticking unto His diet. Thee put-eth a lot of work into this Diet... createth especiallyeth for-eth Roger the Divine in Adobe-eth Photoshop, protectedeth and copyrightethed by Thee, Brian the Wise, translatedeth unto 27 different languages and available online from BW.COM ! He art an ungrateful shit. Thee art seriousethly considering putting Him unto THE GALLERY OF PRATS. THE BLOODY NO-BRAINER!!!

Well, He canst stayeth a bloody fat bottomed drummer for-eth all I, Brian the Wise care-eth!

Thee hath news of the Other Two Gods! John the Mysterious art havething a lot of fun. His camel maketh a wrong turn at Latitude 47 but He shouldst thusly be-eth back on track by next week, about Thursday.

The Lord God Freddie art enjoying His hiking trip in the Himalayas, He sendeth a postcard; it art postmarketh last week. Of course, The Lord God Freddie art nay hiking, He art being carried by seven nubile slaves. But it art the nearest He willst e'er cometh unto hiking.

Ask-eth nay more questions of Us. We hath done nowt wrong unto the Other Two Gods. They art nay missing. The rumour-eths ye hearken art just that .... RUMOUR-ETHS!

They art verily proud of Us. It sayeth so in the fine print on the postcard.