Flip-to-Bessie knows how on earth a woman with a brain like Swiss-cheese manages to win a dementedly tough but charitable "100th Anniversary of the Club Derrig Handout and Generous IOU Fund" quiz as set by yours truly and the Genius Amanuensis. And this is not the first time, either, and on that basis is unlikely - statistically-speaking out of my back door, that is - to be the last of all either at all.
Even with a bunch of so-much-less-than-boffs on her 'team' she came through to win outright with a score so impressive, it was almost as if she had been privy to and fed the answers beforehand. Which of course was not and could not be the case bearing in mind the strict rectitudinal-attitudinal approach employed by myself truly and Tallulah's partner of seven years, the Genius Amanuensis.
And despite scurrilous accusations of collusions and fixes, Tallulah was sufficiently fully-fired up on vodka to set the record straight, accusing (via the medium of amplified microphonicals) the Genius Amanuensis of not only leaving the quiz answers lying about the house, but taking her up the wrong alley to boot.
Ha! Wrong alley? My arse!
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