Good call, we can’t really afford a repeat of last year’s fiasco. May I suggest “The Dermot Mulligan memorial award” for most angry poster?

    Everyone piling in with their own god awful categories and even their own full lists. It was shocking. An absolute embarassment.

    Coalface reg of the year: me getting covid the day before Sasha at Fabric. :-/

    Yantino Worst Trabs of the Year Award

    Millsy’s absolutely livid about this! We got this, mate!

    Maybe ed could invite bf back to launch the awards after the success of last year’s awards thread. In between sending shots of each other on the vinegar stroke, could you squeeze in a one liner about him making a return, edward?

      -si-
      Needs to bake some artisan quinoa & coconut muffins on his RANGEMASTER, to help him calm down

      Only one thing calms the mills in december, mc. It’s that moment when the starters, mains and dessert are finalised and the family dinner menu is down on paper. When he knows what culinary delights he’s going to astound the family with on xmas day, he’s a happy man.

        Si totally serving up some Christmas Bants here… pigs in BANTets is his culinary speciality.

        You’re not after another STUFFING are you Dave?

        -si-
        Expecting at least a 3 bird roast from mills & BOOM this year

        Si’s back and he’s proper bouncing off MC!

          What’s Rhouses bringing to the JC Christmas dinner table?

          Predictably, a YULETIDE LOG.

            Millsy The new Bigs n Smalls?

            Not even fit to lace our boots!

            Shame BF isn’t still here. We could have a Si + MC vs Geoffrey Shitneck + Bog Filla tag team Bant-Off.

              Millsy I’m getting a Legion of Doom vs the Natural Disasters vibe.

              It would all go WWE in the middle too, with the Mancs joining forces (as they always do) and everyone ganging up on Shitneck (as would be well deserved).

              Sensational Queen Sherri to deliver the coup de grace with a stiletto to Smallman’s elongated neck, just after Paul Bearer had tripped over his laces and spilled the contents of the urn.