Wankpuffin’s 2018 Going Postal Fireside Christmas Special Spectacular

All his life Boris had his eyes On winning that most glorious prize, The golden key to Number Ten, The greatest goal of powerful men. A chubby lad at a posh school, His one ambition [more…]

Bond woke with a headache and a foul taste in his mouth. Trying to move, he found he was tied to a chair. As his vision cleared he saw an elderly man seated in front [more…]

The shepherds sing; and shall I silent be? My God, no hymn for Thee? My soul’s a shepherd too; a flock it feeds Of thoughts, and words, and deeds. The pasture is Thy word: the [more…]