13 Comments

• 1. Chris  |  June 20th, 2008 at 10:40

  Where do all my pens go? And equally strange, where do all the paperclips come from?

• 2. Ian Mac Mac Mac Mac McIver  |  June 20th, 2008 at 12:53

  Why is it that nobody has tried to patent the pavement?

  If you were a stingy old man who lived on a boat and you sold sticky tape who played a certain stringed musical instrument would that make you a cello-playing sellotape-selling selfish sailor?

• 3. Kevil  |  June 20th, 2008 at 13:30

  Why has nobody every met anyone who has won a readers digest competition?

• 4. Ian Mac Mac Mac Mac McIver  |  June 24th, 2008 at 08:26

  Why can’t crocodiles buy jam?

• 5. Kevil  |  June 24th, 2008 at 09:52

  They can now! Hillbilly Bob open his Reptile Jam Emporium ony last week. Truely a great day for crocs everywhere…

• 6. Ian Mac Mac Mac Mac McIver  |  June 24th, 2008 at 17:35

  They did? Wow, I’ll be sure to tell Julie Jaws and Tony Teeth. They’ll be over the moon!

• 7. Chris  |  July 1st, 2008 at 20:42

  What of Søren Snout? Surely he can rejoice in the conserves and preserves too?

• 8. Kevil  |  July 2nd, 2008 at 10:38

  No. Hes banned.

• 9. Ian Mac Mac Mac Mac McIver  |  July 2nd, 2008 at 18:38

  Psychadelic Furs! He’ll be furious!

  I’m gonna go and hide in the Forbidden Bush Rugs until the carnage has ceased.

• 10. Chris  |  July 3rd, 2008 at 11:03

  Banned for what? Can’t a crocodile do the balloon dance without fear of embanment?

• 11. Ian Mac Mac Mac Mac McIver  |  July 4th, 2008 at 09:02

  *still hiding in the Forbidden Bush Rugs, and therefore cannot answer*

• 12. Kevil  |  July 7th, 2008 at 08:55

  Certainly not! Especially not in the middle of the ambassadors ball. There were Ferrero Roché everywhere…

• 13. Mother Chubbard  |  July 7th, 2008 at 13:00

  Eat your greens and do as you’re told. Don’t talk back. Don’t speak with your mouth full.