As it's the same procedure as last year, rather than writing a lenghty post I can prepare myself mentally for what I shall whisper to my first 'only man' tonight.
So, here's Tetrapilotomos' 17th-of-March-opening-groaner, to which* - in my borderless clemency as always I contributed the 'stupid questions'.
Tiny tip: To give yourself the thrilling illusion of reading Omnium's Breaking News!, all you have to do while reading is, replacing 'Wednesday' by Thursday.
In a minute or so, I shall receive a message like this one.
That's it. May the snakes bite me, if I tried to keep my esteemed Irish readers any longer away from the magic spirits.
In this sense: A nice (pub-?)crawl, everybody!
May the black magic source never run dry, may your landlord's drawing-power never weaken.