Winner Winner Chicken Dinner!
In 34 years I hadn't heard that said, and now I've said it a dozen times in a week. I recall it being a Tuesday in early September, a particualrly torrid one to be more precise, that I thought I'd better check my hotmail and see how much junk there was to delete. I love the little message they give you "Wow your mailbox is clean!" or some shit once you've deleted all the Russian Brides / Nigerian Billionaires / Cheap Viagra scams. A little bit of OCD goes a long way it would seem. Kudos to you Microsoft. So I see sitting right on top an email with the subject of " New Balance Pub Pack Competition ". Hmmm another 'better luck next time but keep following us' email? Worth a look I thought. Only I was wrong, because the email started with - Dear Paul , Bastard! My shoulders sagged, I reached for the Delete key and that impending "Wow.." message but then saw a little more beneath - Congratulations - you're the w
