“I was reading the papers”, said Pooh, “And I noticed a thrilling trend, which I am going to embrace”. “God save us”, thought Eeyore, “Another day, another bandwagon. He just can’t help himself”, but in [more…]
Ah feel pure soarry fer that Brett Kavanaugh c**t. Ah wance goat accused o’ sexshal horassmant an’ it wis a right f**kin’ cerry oan. Some scuzzy wee junkie wumman who’d bin caught tryen tae steal [more…]
“I was clearing out the attic in Christopher Robin’s house the other day”, said Pooh, “And I think I may have made a very exciting find!” Piglet rolled his eyes at the thought of Pooh [more…]
Theresa May is just a week and a bit from another Tory Conference. Who could have imagined after her disastrous election followed by the dismal Tory Coughference of 2017, she would still be leader? The [more…]
“I couldn’t help noticing”, said Eeyore to Pooh one day as they were strolling through Hundred Acre Wood, “That you appear to be a little less gifted, shall we say, in the tummy department, Pooh.” [more…]
“Is that a tennis racquet I spy in your paw?” asked Owl as he and Pooh perched on the gate to the Wood. “Yes”, replied Pooh, “I’ve been having tennis lessons”. “With Christopher Robin?” enquired [more…]
The animals were standing with Pooh in a long line of wet and bedraggled beings queuing to get into the festival. “When I said I’d rather be boiled in oil than go to Glastonbury”, complained [more…]
“What are you doing, Pooh?” asked Piglet, who had come across Pooh sprawled out on the grass in Hundred Acre Wood, surrounded by mounds of paper and several dozen broken green pencils. “I’m auditing the [more…]
Pooh rounded up all the animals from the various places they had hidden themselves in Hundred Acre Wood, after they had heard about his latest brainwave. Last time he had talked them into a training [more…]
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