wear a gas mask, for two hours, with one of arthur mullards steaming duggie hurds in it for a chance of a gobble off of the bird from dempsey and makepiece?
yeah.
would you walk around trafalgar sq bollock naked, save for a mexican hat on, whilst singing aloud "i cant stand it with bandit" for a free season ticket for life
without a shadow of a doubt.
at half-time on the pitch at a wembley cup final, would you pull your knob up and play your spuds like a cello to win the eurovision song contest
yeah, every bit helps.
would you suck on andrew lloyd webbers salty back wheels for a chance to run over the finishing line backwards and beat usain bolt in the olympic 100m final, thus creating a new world record of 6.14 seconds which will probably never get beaten
would you let roberto carlos kick your starfish in with a pair of winkle-pickers on, for the chance to live the life of scott tracey and be in charge of thunderbird one for a whole month?
to go unbeaten at home all season, would you wear lou beales pants on your head to said games and shout 'gawd blimey arfur' everytime we get in the oppositions half?
would be better if it was live. for £10000 of dixons vouchers, would you lick ann widdicombes mott out then go round your nans and kiss her on the lips? (tongues optional)