In the good tradition of HLP, the Eurovision Song Contest 2003 (that now officially hasn't got anything to do with singing) will be reviewed, bashed, gushed, and generally portrayed here. Welcome everyone, I'm Stu, your host for this evening, and on my right, frantically playing Diablo II, is Ukulele/Teno'/The Friend Of The Plumber Guy/The Man With The Dog/Any Other Deeply Insultive Name.
Now, the indescriptevily name Song Contest is still 4 hours away, so feel free to post pictures of horny lesbians kissing on the meantime.
Admins, please, refrain from locking this thread until 0200 hours, EST.