About time that bastard got on mudcat so I could get back at him for making me spill my beer on more than one occasion.
We serious drinkers are opposed to folk who, without warning, suddenly make us split our sides & get uncontrollable shakes, while desperately trying to hang on to our pint-pots.
As for the more serious poetical ventures, real men like myself cannot afford to be seen with tears in our eyes at a public venue.
People like Simon and Les Barker should carry govt health warnings.
I remain, sir,
Disgusted of Broadstairs
P.S. ;-)