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Lager, preferably a Sol. Yes, I'm ashamed.

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-4977572/Leah-Bracknell-says-alternative-remedies-kept-alive.html Sorry it's the D**ly M**l, but apparently she's feeling well, Shamanist bullshit or not. She's been going well over a year now. If she's alive on January 1st, though, I shall eat my own shoes.

And a total cert to reach 100 !

DL 14-12 TQR Balls. My ambition to beat them in my first year of DLing appears not to be happening.

Hmm. Younger, jovial opinions are aggravating, it seems. That's a shame.

Oh yeah. Sorry. I'll write 100 lines, 'Advanced age is key to taking the high ground'.

Just streamlined that for you. It's true, I wasn't around in the 70s. Lucky really, that means I suffer with less age-related auditory degeneration for now. Lucky, that is, unless Meat Loaf is playing. Then I see a good case for it.

Let's be fair though, he's not brilliant is he? Even Bat Out Of Hell...some people rave about that song but as far as I can make out it's about 38 minutes too long and no discernible part of it is unshit.

Generally I don't have much of a sweet tooth but I've only recently found in my local supermarket Oreo Donuts. Fuck mine! I'd happily clog my arteries with them tasty bastards

On this day 168 years ago (who remembers it?), Edgar Allan Poe put down his Stylus at the age of 40.

Right, what say we to a Leah Bracknell sweepstake next? I say she's been defiant so far but she'll die 1st November 2017. Either that or the first time I actually vote for someone else in the fucking 'Next DL Death' poll.

January: Sir John Hurt (or Mary Tyler Moore) February: Tara Palmer-Tomkinson (or Kim Jong-nam) March: Chuck Berry (or Martin McGuinness ) April: Emma Morano (or Don Rickles) May: Chris Cornell (or Roger Moore) June: Peter Sallis (or Helmut Kohl) July: Chester Bennington. It's Chester Bennington. August: Bruce Forsyth (or Glen Campbell) September: Hugh Hefner (or Liz Dawn)

Oh Christ, that's so awful to hear. Do take it easy, man.

'Twas on this day that the great James Dean crashed and burned, 62 years ago. What a guy. He sure looked good with a fag in his mouth.

Pulled straight from the top drawer of the very finest filing cabinet of masterful logic.

So what kind of jolly japery do we think ole JP has been getting up to of late?

Interesting shouts some of the picks may have been, I don't really think any of them would be that unexpected; pretty much all of them take residence on the Deathlist for the simple fact that, to a degree, they are expected to fuck off this mortal coil pretty soon. I think what is unexpected is that Bracknell's still going. She's amazing! She's essentially now treating aggressive cancer solely with poetry and prancing around a pot in a yurt.

Certainly will, given some people's propensity to change their votes when someone does die

Good spot!

I'm voting Bracknell. Again. Which means if you want any chance of being correct, you probably shouldn't.

BRACKNELL.

You sad, sad cheating little shits.

Bollocks, I missed the action

So, 14 weeks left of the year to break the record...I reckon there's another 4 left in this list, leave alone 2.

TWO in an hour! Now that's great going! (Though obviously it's very sad and my condolences go to Liz and Tony's families)