Now we're at the bum-end of 2007, it's time to reflect on the year gone by.

It's a year that's seen hecklerspray writers thrown out of magazine-based writing competitions for cheating, hecklerspray writers painted bright orange as a gruesome initiation to other magazines, hecklerspray writers going on serious news programmes to discuss the real threat of wanking Kenyan monkeys and hecklerspray writers waggling huge black dildos around while being scathing about Second Life for digital TV channels. And we're even told that some things happened over the course of 2007 that didn't directly involve people who work for hecklerspray, although we are yet to see proof of this.

But what about next year? What do our senior writers personally want from that? Let's take a look…

Stuart Heritage
Since 2007 was the year that hecklerspray won an award and got big enough for me to go on Sky News to discuss wanking Kenyan monkeys with a horrified newsreader, I'd like 2008 to be the year that you people get more involved by leaving more comments and whatnot. It's you who make hecklerspray what it is, and reading comments – positive or negative, thought-provoking or insulting – is a constant highlight of my day. So do that more please.

2008 might be the year that I try to give up being sincere as well. Bleurgh.

CJ Davies
Interesting one, this. Should I go wishing for something personal – like money, fame, power, or the reintroduction of Pretzel Flipz snacks and Mountain Dew soft drinks into the UK market (seriously, they may like starting wars and all that, but those Americans beat us hands down when it comes to unhealthy snacks. Next time you're out there, try a pack of Sour Skittles – they're pissing unbelievable, coated in some toxic extra layer of sugar that our poncy EU regulations presumably wouldn't allow on 'safety' grounds. The big bunch of girls).

Tempting, but nah. Instead, I'm going to be all out of character and offer what may be considered a 'nice gesture.' My wish is that you, the hecklerspray readers, have a very happy 2008. Because – despite scaring me with occasional obscene gay fanmail and comments like 'OMG OMG u r all haters dissing Pete Doherty, he is a poet innit' – I do kind of like you. Now, go on – enjoy your holidays, you cheeky little scamps.

Shawn Lindseth
As this year concludes and rolls into the next, I can't help but marvel at the scientific intricacies mankind has achieved – we have spaceships now, you know. Yet despite our apparent progress, I know no matter how innovative our creations become, man can never compare to the brilliance of nature.

Take for instance, a man's testicles. Nature created them at least 40 years ago, and the way they convert urine into life giving sperm is still eons beyond anything man could dare dream of creating. Thanks for that kind or stuff nature.

Oh, and my '08 wish is for a financial windfall.

Chris Laverty
I do not want world peace as I have been shipping arms through Iran for over a year now. I have never been so flush.

Gun running is not the easiest business in the world (try quoting it when you next renew your car insurance), yet the people make it worthwhile. Everywhere I go there is a friendly face. Not all of them are breathing, or even attached to a body, but I'm not much for small talk anyway. Best of all, this is the first time in my life that I've ever had a proper tan.

As for next year, I would love to see a gradual phasing out of the mobile phone (I use a satellite phone which is not really the same thing) – in particular texting.

If I see one more ruddy-faced teen button-clicking with such ferocity that he or she is likely to be claiming drugs off the NHS for the next 50 years because of the chronic Arthritis they have developed, I will shoot them with my own stock.

There is an irony in texting being the most anti-social pastime in the world; though not one funny enough to write about. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year – I've got a plane to catch.

Matthew Laidlow
I guess for 2008 I could bang on about finding a solutions for the world’s problems, like solving the lie that is global warming or – like Bono – trying to save the starving by giving them Big Macs or something, even though his efforts have apparently done fuck all. Though I did donate a pound for some rice to some hungry Africans, or maybe it was just a beggar exploiting my naivety so she could buy a tab of LSD. 

For 2008, the real miracle will not be reducing Polish people stealing all the crap jobs British people don’t want to do, but whether or not Axl Rose will finally shit out this bloody album he’s been on and on and on and on and on about for God knows how many years. I’d love to see what the ginger-locked rocker actually comes up with. He has had enough time working on it. Hopefully it’ll see the light of day at some point. even though we all know it's going to be the biggest pile of toss ever.

Annette Hyde
My wish for 2008 is to upgrade my life from lazy to not quite so lazy. I’d like to upgrade from basic cable to standard cable, upgrade from tape deck in my car to portable CD player, aim to put on my shoes on and apply my deodorant before I leave for work instead of while driving, and hemming my pants as opposed to taping them on the inside with duct tape. I know these are lofty goals, but I once I put my mind to something, it always gets done. Eventually. Usually by someone else, come to think of it.

We're coming back in full force on January 2, so be ready for us then. In the meantime, why not leave your own wishes for 2008 in the comment box below, just like one of us asked you to about 45 seconds ago. Christ, what's wrong with you people?