Bubba Ho-Tep (2002)

 

Standing on the corner of my block eating a packet of out of date Monster Munch

Sadly they were not Pickled Onion flavour.

Don't judge me. I saw an opportunity and I took it. (Writing this the next morning I am now suffering the consequences of that action.)

A very scruffy looking 180. You can tell what was the third dart at just one glance. If it wasn't for the dart on the right, holding it up, it would have been a frustrating 120. (I had one of those the same afternoon.)

76/50

'Can it, Karl Marx!'

Yes, I am currently rewatching Fresh Meat.

Not a classic show by any means but there are some classic one-liners.

74/50

Heaven Help Us (1985)

 

'I can't do exercise, 'cause I've got severe athlete's foot.'

Howard's way.

73/50

I lied . . .

Not about the injury to the elbow, that's real enough. But I lied about putting down the darts. Just like The Four Tops Orange Juice I Can't Help Myself.

72/50

Out injured

I'm currently stricken down with tennis darts elbow. I need to step back from the oche for a bit.

Maybe it will help with the dartitis?

180 into 178 doesn't go

Yep, busted (deliberately) on 178. I had to go for it. Russ Bray didn't say a dickie bird. He couldn't. (I always have the volume turned down when playing.)

Next throw, first two darts . . . T60, T60 . . .  decisions, decisions  . . .  shit, a S20. Of course I went for another busted 180. That S20 was a misplaced dart.

Dear reader, I still won the leg. I love a happy ending.

71/50

Suspicious minds

Looks fake, doesn't it? 

The darts are bit too neatly placed and well distanced from each other. Looks like one of those posts in Darts groups on Facebook: 'I got my first set of darts four days ago, and I just hit my first 180. Here's a picture'.

You'll just have to take my word for it. The third dart was the middle one. Dartitis played its part.

70/50

'Oooh, you are awful . . . '

Dick Emery's in the house.

I've been around league darts players too much.

69/50