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             Welcome to our new place! I hope you like it. Obviously we haven’t finished decorating or anything yet so be careful you don’t stand on anything. It’ll be really nice here once we’ve finished! There’ll be comics and conspiracies, rants and raves, irony and sarcasm, the truth and some complete bollocks.

 

             It’s going to be totally different to the site next door, cheaper than the one across the road,

Text Box: This is a Chinese Sausage Tree. Similar to a fortune cookie, each sausage contains a little fact that is guaranteed to make your life a little bit richer and more satisfying. You are unlikely to have seen one before, as they are a closely guarded secret. Pigs with cricket bats knock down the sausages and take them to a sorting factory, where the messages are cut out and the sausages are sent to butchers around the world. It is a little hard to believe at first, but think about it: how else would pigs become so clever and why else would butchers tell us that sausages come from pigs? The truth is out there if you know where to look for it. Text Box: This is my Angry Room where I come to sulk. Feel free to come in but be aware that hard core whining and promises to get even with everyone do happen in here. If you’re lucky, you might even hear me point out that they won’t get away with this.

and the jokes about breaking wind will be 40% better than the ones on John Prescott's blog.

 

             So have a good look around at what the team has done so far, kick off your shoes and relax with a drink. Due to the different time zones, the time here is 3am on a Saturday morning just after payday. Relax with your favourite tipple and if you are drinking anything unusual, pop on over to our on-suite Speakeasy and tell us! We will post a cocktail list with reviews at some point and want to be informed of anything that seems sorely missing.

In our speakeasy, a cocktail is anything with 2 or more ingredients

and we do not laugh at the fact that we just kind of wrote “cock”.

We are much, much too sophisticated for that sort of nonsense.

Welcome to the website of Team Pooky!

Can I get you a drink? I’m having a whiskey and coke myself.

 

Ahhh yes…

                    … the moon.

The moon, the moon, the moon.

The cool kid’s sun.

As tide-controlling rocks go, this one is excellent. The Americans carelessly left a flag, a footprint and Neil Armstrong’s house keys  up there a while back whilst having a picnic, but apart from that you’d never know a human had been there.

 

It is home to many unusual creatures like the little

pink guy over there, who’s favourite things are

static electricity and dangling from things.

Most of the creatures just sit around in comfortable

craters reading comics and eating cheese based snacks.

It’s been quite hot recently, so sandwiches are out and

dipping nachos in the floor is in.

 

If you have time and you like comics, pop on over there and

speak to Su-Chi (the blonde one with four pig-tails).

She’ll show you around.