Can we still make it, gentlemen? Or shall I start serving that humble pie now? Maybe light some scented candles and cry, like we always do? Doesn't that sound good?
We blew it again, gentlemen. By a huoooghgeee margin. How about that good cry now, Meuh6879? BTW, I lied. No humble pie for you, not before you finish that crow that's been in the fridge since the last time you failed.
