Very good AS, particulary this bit-





In the most recent cartoon why is there a mini me Mr Brown there as well?

This thread reminds me of this site's caption competition.
Perhaps it could be a second?

Richard Littlejohn was furious. He had specifically requested that he wanted the pirate costume for the fancy dress party Boris had thrown. This wasn't right, and now the zip had stuck. Struggling for air, Richard desperately climbed over the fence trying to find help.

There, lying on the lawn, was Wayne Rooney. His new house at No.10 Ivebin Avenue was proving troublesome. Never mind, he knew his ventriloquist act of Gordon Brown would go down well later at the party.

wait a minute, what is that cartoon even supposed to be about

like, really. because i think i may be missing something here. has gordo been attacked by a giant bee lately, particularly whilst relaxing with his clone?

Surely you've seen those massive immigrant wasps here? Coming over here, stealing our nectar...

Actually i reckon this guy's been watching doctor who, apparently giant wasps are all the rage this series and cloning has appeared several times.

Maybe he's Russell T Davies leaving clues.

I concur, WTF

I'd love to see the DM and DE report this...

If it wasn't bad enough taking a hammering in the polls last week, Gordon Brown was left embarassed amongst the Whitehall ranks when it transpired he'd be stung by a giant wasp. The sting is the latest in a series of setbacks for the Labour leader and has had opposition calling for an early election.

One Tory insider said: "The Prime Minister's wasp sting is simply an embarassment to the nation. Surely now.... cont p. 94

It's not just Gordon who constantly vibrates, it's everyone.

And here's a picture quiz submitted by a 3 year old:




A hilariously funny neighbour scene:




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"Political cartoonist of the year", in the "world's greatest newspaper".
Now that's a reason I'm ashamed to be British.

I love how quaintly archaic Paul Thomas' view of doctors is. Look at that shirt and tie! The sign saying (in case you weren't sure) "DOCTOR". Those volumes of books on the wall! The panelled-wood desk!
You don't see those on Scotty McBroon's NHS (Or outside 1950s cartoons).
However, the most endearing thing of all is that bust on the medicine cabinet there. At first you might be forgiven for thinking it was a bust of Hippocrates or one of those Greek chaps, but a closer look reveals that poor Paul Thomas believes that doctors still practice phrenology!

In that gas one it's Christine Hamilton.

Status Quo had fallen on hard times. Rick Parfitt had decided to branch out and was now running a baloon filling factory. His neighbour, Piers Morgan, was always giving him a hard time and refusing to remove the litter he had strewn accross his garden.

One day, Rick ran out of the helium he needed to fill the balloons. He decided he'd risk it and ventured out into the garden. There, sure enough, was Piers. Rick looked over to him and pleaded, holding out a cup as recompense, "can I borrow a cup of gas?"

They say your hair carries on growing after you die. What they don't tell you is that it perms itself as well.
My zombie doppelganger leant over my fence, waving the empty mug around as it demanded gas. Gas, always gas. I have no gas!
The energy prices had soared to the point where even I, Michael Winner, could not afford fuel. The Government had, in its desperation, instituted a cloning program to harvest stem cells as a potential "green fuel". A horrifying experiment, gone monstrously wrong.
The harvested clones had come back to life and marched on London, mugs in hand, demanding fossil fuels. Well, I'd had enough!
I began to slip my trousers down with my freakishly long arms. I'd show that clone who the real Michael Winner was, once and for all.

On the popular television cartoon The Simpsons, Mr. Burns attempts to interpret behaviour through ideas of phrenology in the episode "Mother Simpson", prompting his assistant Smithers to inform him that it was "dismissed as quackery 160 years ago.".

Troubled times had fallen upon little-known outfit Crewe Buylecshun United. Because of the Champions' League final, the Greggs' Pennine League Second Division Playoff was somewhat overlooked. However, plucky Nantwich pulled off a shock upset. The manager, who happened to be The Demon Headmaster, had to turn to The Devil himself to strike a deal. They met over a roaring fire for tea and vibrating...