Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Gather! My wildest dreams have come true...

You'll never believe this, but I have just won a contest at RiffTrax. Bill Corbett wanted ideas for a new Rifftrax obsession, and he plumped for my suggestion of rubbish waxworks.

You can read my acceptance speech here. I tried to mention you all, but I'm very sorry if I forgot anyone, especially Will, who has been instrumental in supporting the Black Lace boys - I was emotional, you see.

7 comments:

will said...

..sob..

...and I see that your meisterwerk on wikipedia has been removed :(


< goes back to staring out of the window at the rain sluicing down the glass whilst the storm flashes overhead and REM's 'Everybody Hurts' swells in the background >

malty said...

Fame at last, Rifftrax today, Blackpool pier tomorrow and the acceptance speech was suitably gushing. A wonderful summer season awaits and I hope you remember us whilst swishing down Hollywood boulevard in the limo.

The Old Batsman said...

History loves a winner. Am not sure what you've won, but the speech was commensurate...

The picture on your banner is driving me nuts. Does he edge it or not...?

David said...

I take some pride in the fact that, when you think of me, humility and helpfulness are the first things that leap to mind. I have long been happiest in the shadows, content to be the man behind the man behind the wax. So the fact that you didn't thank me would ordinarily be an invisible badge of honor.

But you must have known that I would find the insult intolerable when you went on to thank Burnett. Burnett!, who never supported your love for the wax; who took every opportunity to squash your burgeoning enthusiasm while I sparked and kindled your burning love for congealed wax.

Have you no shame, sir? At long last, have you no shame?

Brit said...

Oh for goodness sakes.

Nige said...

A magnificent achievement Brit - both the winning and the speech - hats off! and cravats waving...

Peter Burnet said...

David, if you are going to trash me on the Internet, please have the decency to spell my name correctly. Brit runs a classy joint here. Brit, I'm deeply touched that Her Majesty and I were able to inspire you. We've always worked well together that way. I haven't a clue as to what this is all about, but we colonials have always struggled with irony and, besides, neither does Her Majesty.