The last pouchworld for a while.
“Well, explain yourself!?”
“It was too much to wall the world off from the disabled Her, so we walled the disabled Her off from the world!”
“We think children everywhere will warm to Snorgly”
This was my response to the Amazon wildfires. There’s a mistake in the text, it’s supposed to say “Trying his best to kill me and everyone else on earth.”
“And crucially, when we win the horrors of war will be less profound.”
“Well doctor, I’ve been having this dream…”
A failed doodle done in a hotel room, assailed by nausea, about the speech Boris did in front of similarly unwell police officers where he said he would rather die in a ditch than do something or other. Hence the stilts, because he’s lying.
So yes, I’ve been getting all of my Prime Minister cartoons finished before it’s too late.
I mean, it’s Boris tossing Johnson, it’s only a matter of time until we see him hanging out of his mistress’ bedroom window with nothing on but a yellow ribbon.