Bavarium Disulphide

[Sir William]

Did you members know that it is very difficult to manufacture bavarium disulphide on an industrial scale?

What is needed is a especial industrial scale that can be utilised to manufacture bavarium disulphide (on) for posterity, and other chemicals as well.

What a shocking state of affairs it is that this problem has been totally neglected by scientists until today.

So I am supporting a scientific project in aid of researching into this matter and into the development and distribution of suitable industrial scales to tackle these very important matters.

Almost anything can be manufactured on an industrial scale, so these new industrial scales will be of great benefit to the manufacturing industry. They will cost major portions of money, so please give generously to this worthy cause.

Even industrial scales can be manufactured on an industrial scale.

[Doctor Cheery]

Do you ever go somewhere and gett*en the feeling you've been there before?

[Sir William]

As previously mentioned, it is very important that my discover-raising scams schemes are updated and transferred to this new site, so that members can continue to donate to my worthy causes (as they will undoubtedly wish to do).

[Doctor Cheery]

ASAMOI (As a matter of interest), how much money have of you raised for this dubi worthy project, Sir W.?

[Sir William]

Nothing yet - but there is still plenty of time.

[Runaway]

You could donate all your profits to the forum, to pay for all the benefits you promised when I joined.

[Doctor Cheery]

Or, alternately, he could take us all out for a nice tea, and cakes...

[Sir William]

Those benefits will all be sent out by the Prizemaster in due course.

[Runaway]

But we don't have of a Prizemaster...

[Sir William]

Oh yes that reminds me: What happened to Dr Che*ery's bid to become the new Prizemaster?

[Runaway]

It failed to be ratified by the relevant Committee.
So I sacked them for obstruction.

[Sir William]

That settles it then.

We have of a new Prizemaster.

Now we need to discover a new Prizemaster's Shed.

[Doctor Cheery]

PRIZEMASTER? ME?........
What a wicked sense of humour you have of, Mr Chairman!

[Runaway]

I suspect your only salvation may be for you to discover the ancient Prizemaster and bring him back. ASAP!

[Sir William]

Of course, you won't be able to be Prizemaster and Keeper Of The Leeches, but giving u'p your former title will obviously be a tiny price to pay for the great honour of being promoted to Prizemaster.

[Doctor Cheery]

I have of developed a strange affection for the leeches, even though in many respectrs they uncannily resemble politicians.
I would much prefer my present duties to those invoelving* the mendacity and prevarication of the task of prizemaster.


*Heathspeak

[Sir William]

I don't think you have of quite understood the 'duties' of Prizemaster.

[Runaway]

I also don't think he knows what he's getting himself into.

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(The Inner Sanctum).

[Sir William]

Yes, those especial privileges are not to be snoozed at.

[Runaway]

To say nothing of the Certificate. And his own marked parking bay at the shed. What a lucky man he will be.

[Doctor Cheery]

To say nothing of the Certificate. And his own marked parking bay at the shed. What a lucky man he would have of been if he had decided to take the job.

I would still not contemplate taking more elevated this position, as it's standing has been irrevocably sullied by the previous occupant's reprehensible behaviour, and lack of consideration for member's interests.
Only a full,comprehensive, cast-iron, Waxoyled, temperature-compensated, zinc-plated apology from the "Unbeloved One" will ever restore the standing and esteem of that splendid title and position of "PRIZEMASTER".

[Runaway]

So that's a "Yes" then?

[Sir William]

Yes it looks like it.

I would still not contemplate taking more elevated this position, as it's standing has been irrevocably sullied by the previous occupant's reprehensible behaviour, and lack of consideration for member's interests.

He was only doing his job.

[Runaway]

It's standing??

[Doctor Cheery]

It's standing

We don't wish to know that, Mr RunAway!