We are cooking up mischief.
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| Sugar, spice, dynamite. |
And poking penguins in the eye.
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| Take that, smug chick. |
Babyzilla and Kid Kong are preying on London.
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| All your museums are belong to us. |
And pushing all of Mama's buttons.
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| Where is the 'eject to outer space' button, boss? |
This week, last week, next week, and onwards, we find ourselves deeply lost in the belly of the summer holidays. And we are feeling rather less optimistic about the prognosis than Jonah did. All bets are off.
Stay tuned for more civilised weeks to come. In the meantime, duck and cover.
