Showing posts with label Pug Off. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pug Off. Show all posts

10 April 2009

Hot Cross Pug


Ahem. Ok. In three, two, one. 

Thanks Stan, I'm here in the produce hall at the Easter Show, where the judging has just... oh good Christ! Why do I bother?

I'm so lonely.

(The next guy who makes a horn joke is gettin' one in the goolies.)

Back to you, Stan.

14 March 2009

Pugnacious Times


Live feed on? Yep? We're Up? Ok.

Ahem... OK. In Three... Two... One... Not since the 'New Deal', have financial reporters had to go without pants, or be so 'restrained' in their coverage...

Hey, is that a butcher going out of business over there? No? Oh well... back to you, Stan.