|Then gentlemen! The world is coming to an end this Saturday. Get your darts in order and settle your match scores! I think that's what Nostradamus was sayingh in the potrait where there was a wheel over his head and a lightning bolt passes through it. It was not a helm, it was a wooden dartboard as they did not know about cork (trust me! Go with me on this one!)|
Anyone hosting an end of the world darts marathon on Saturday?