We'll, that explains why I haven't won a ZR bin!
I haven't donated, I'm waiting to hit the lottery and make one big donation.
I've pissed off "an" administrator (thought there was only one, but maybe Steve means the administrator's administrator - his wife "-).
Salad cream doesn't sound very appealing unless you like mayo and mustard mixed together:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salad_cream
If I didn't like the Prime EDs, I'd hold my own giveaway and give it to someone who does like it but can't afford one.
I learned how to hold my cutlery correctly
Northern style from my flatmate when I was an exchange student at the University of Manchester (he was from Chester).
To begin with, you don't switch hands to cut meat with your knife, and you turn your fork upside down and push the pea paste or potatoes or whatever overcooked mushy stuff they serve you in England and squish it to the bottom of the fork, and then lift the food to your mouth. The veggies are always overcooked and form a starchy paste so no worries about it falling off.
Assuming "football" means "soccer," I pass that one. Soccer wasn't popular when I was a kid, so no old "jerseys". But it's popular now. Everyday, kids play soccer on the field across the house accompanied by their "soccer moms" and sometimes soccer dads. Mini-vans and SUVs line the street.
They used to use the entire playing field, and no one every scored, because the kids would keep stealing the ball from each other before they could reach the goal.
Finally, they caught on this year and moved the goals closer together (a little more than half the length of the field now), so the goalie finally gets some action and each side gets to score some points.
Well, I really didn't want a Prime ED, anyway, said the Fox.
Brock