Wednesday, 25 February 2009

Have you seen Tin?

Um ... hello there. It's Mr Rumpus here. I was just wondering: has anyone seen Tin? It's been a few days now and I'm starting to get a little worried. I know that he's an adult now and can obviously look after himself, but a phone call would be nice, just to let me know that he's safe and that he's doing OK.
The irony, of course, is that there are now quite a few companies who seem to have rapidly come round to Tin's groundbreaking ideas about newsletter production, newsletter efficiencies and newsletter streamlining... it would be nice to share a laugh about these Jonathan-come-latelys over a warming glass of Drambuie back at the Blottcave.

So. Tin. If you're reading this... please come home. I miss you.

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  1. Mr Rumpus,

    Tin is on his knees with his (handsome) butt in the air over in KKKsville Virginia, newsletter central, to ask for more money to streamline some more.

    He is a visionary. He is God. He is fabulous. He will be home soon, so keep the cocoa warm and the Pussyclub card handy for Saturday nights.

  2. Tin is on his way to meet the wonderful wizard of Oz. He would of course like to be as daring as Dorothy but has to admit he is the lion. Oh well ... lines and typesetting bears ...

  3. Ah, friend of Dorothy is he? That's his reputation shattered and his Pussyclub card shredded.

    Talking of missing, has anyone in Rumpusville seen that sleazy horse's arse Tommy Atomkinder?

  4. Perhaps he's job hunting in North Lanarkshire with his management chums?

  5. Please tell me Ricky Martin is job hunting as well...

  6. Perhaps he's job hunting in India with his Dirty Old Man Outsourcing Massive ... yeeeeeeeeeah!!!

  7. Dear Mr Rumpus,

    Total Contempt fans would like to know if Tin's recent 'vacation' is paid or unpaid.

    Can you tell us?

    Yours sincerely,

    Cliff Richard