Courtesy of the Meldme Giveaway Group, we bring you a hot pancake of a game - Shadowgorounds. If you would like to join our rag-tag band of space freedom fighters......oh, wait, that's the opening to Battlestar Galactica, well anyway.......if you would like to join us, and maybe if you can find us, maybe you can hire....oh, that's the A-Team......well if you would like to join the Meldme Giveaway Group, where you will be trapped in a cabin, being told by a zombiefied old hag-in-a-hatch that you will be 'dead by dawn' then you've obviously got the Evil Dead on. Seriously, I have no idea what I'm talking about, but if you join our group, you will be almost certainly, possibly, at some point in your existance, end up with a game. By the time it has taken you to read this wobbledygook, the giveaway will be over and nobody will have won as much as a pickled onion, so, you know, erm, tick the box. Your wife told me to give you a wave and a big shout out to 'Malcolm?' I don't know, she's speaking in tongues and levitating 4 feet off the bed. 'There is no Dana, only Zool.' Nah nah ner-nah, ner-nah, ner-ner-ner-ner-nah, maybe you should call Toastbusters. Anyway, what's the deal with Donald Trump's hair? All that money and he can't keep that dead rat on his head to stop moving around. I mean really, his hair enters a room before he does. I shook hands with his wig once, oops sorry - I mean 'toupee'. I think it bit me, I had a tetanus shot just to be on the safe side, as you never know for sure with rat hats. well, if you managed to read this load of old trollup, you are a better man than I. I checked out about half an hour ago and left see-Threepio to carry on. Not bad for a droid, even if he does have to swivel at the hips each time he has to hit keys at opposite sides of the keyboard. Anyhow, I digress, don't worry if you win in a few hours but don't receive your gift right away. I have some errands to run but rest unassured, your game will be with you within 24 hours. If not, dial 999, or 911 and ask for Geoff.