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Mid-Week Oz
Dec. 11th, 2018 12:23 pmToon-Town: Someday
Excitement mounted in the presidential playpen as Toddler-in-Chief Manuel Dorito announced that Kinder Supervisor General Jack Pershing would be leaving at the end of the year, or as soon as he managed to chew through the straps on his straitjacket, whichever came first. Waving his signature gold-plated plastic rattle at the terrorized White House press corps, the deranged dictator praised Pershing as a really nice guy who was always available for late-night pizza parties.
His successor was widely expected to be Vice-Playpen chief honcho Warren Stoat, last seen running down Pennsylvania Avenue in the general direction of Philadelphia. Other candidates are expected to include George Roulette (an up-and-coming Beltway garden gnome); the guy who once showed the Prez how to work the DVD player; and a small brown lump of Play-Doh. The position is widely feared, owing to the presidential attention span (currently averaging twenty-three seconds) and the Incumbent's recurring delusion that he is the fount of all knowledge in the universe and nobody can teach him anything, except how to fix the drinks holder in the presidential computer.
Closer to home, Oz PM Malcolm Aspirin has been playing chicken with his opposite number Brian Bollux over Aspirin's plan to close down the IT industry and go back to boys on bicycles carrying messages in forked sticks. Bollux refused to blink and told Aspirin to go for it, on the grounds that Australian companies knew better than to listen to anything emanating out of the Wombat Burrow at present. It is believed that secret talks are underway with industry leaders to establish some sort of federal government in the New Year.
Excitement mounted in the presidential playpen as Toddler-in-Chief Manuel Dorito announced that Kinder Supervisor General Jack Pershing would be leaving at the end of the year, or as soon as he managed to chew through the straps on his straitjacket, whichever came first. Waving his signature gold-plated plastic rattle at the terrorized White House press corps, the deranged dictator praised Pershing as a really nice guy who was always available for late-night pizza parties.
His successor was widely expected to be Vice-Playpen chief honcho Warren Stoat, last seen running down Pennsylvania Avenue in the general direction of Philadelphia. Other candidates are expected to include George Roulette (an up-and-coming Beltway garden gnome); the guy who once showed the Prez how to work the DVD player; and a small brown lump of Play-Doh. The position is widely feared, owing to the presidential attention span (currently averaging twenty-three seconds) and the Incumbent's recurring delusion that he is the fount of all knowledge in the universe and nobody can teach him anything, except how to fix the drinks holder in the presidential computer.
Closer to home, Oz PM Malcolm Aspirin has been playing chicken with his opposite number Brian Bollux over Aspirin's plan to close down the IT industry and go back to boys on bicycles carrying messages in forked sticks. Bollux refused to blink and told Aspirin to go for it, on the grounds that Australian companies knew better than to listen to anything emanating out of the Wombat Burrow at present. It is believed that secret talks are underway with industry leaders to establish some sort of federal government in the New Year.
