Ambitious, but rubbish

Battlestar Galactica, yo

Feuer Frei!


Space Quest something!

Back in __ minutes

All the memories are too few


Japanese crows proven more intelligent than average dane

Godzilla plays Super Mario level 1-1

Real-life teleportation invented in Ja..., wait... Denmark?

Photoset: Zombie and pirate rights march

Catchy something something... in Space!

Further extracts from Lord H.D. Tribbleworth's day journal

by Pstonie (1 November 2005)

If you are not familiar with his previous exploits, you can have a look and be stunned. See below for part two:

21 October: My manservant took to being ill once more and I was not at all thrilled to find we're out of cabbage. Subsequently, I was forced to make a journey to the greengrocer. I was attacked once more by my compulsion to buy a large amount of toothpaste and could not resist its minty freshness.

22 October: Smashingly indeed. My journey to town yesterday revealed an interesting new invention called the television. The unit I'd requested arrived today and I was thrilled at the program called HBO.

23 October: I was treated to the otherwise rare sight of breasts via the television. I feel it possible that they might occur once more and I shall not stop televisioning until they do.

25 October: I would not allow myself time away from what is called BBC World. There had been no breasts for 52 hours.

26 October: The news of another day of illness for Jeffrey, my manservant, drove me to visit his hovel. I found him in bed and used a letter opener to stab him in the head. If I had taken the time to enjoy his liver I would have neglected Desperate Housewives. This cannot be allowed.