| How on earth do you run through this quiz so fast, typing at the speed of a zebra, whilst still maintaining a perfect, lovely accuracy rate? I went as slow as a penguin, and looking at the results, I'm not going to tell my cow Daisy, or her abomasum would feel sick. I wont be huzzahing anytime soon; surely this is all humbuggery, which I'm sure my yokefellows would agree on. Mind you, their lollygagging about with the olfactometers the other day with a guy who had cytomegalovirus means they were fired from the office. The boss was irate, naming one of them as a slubberdegullion... |