The Bunnington Post

Category: Bink

  • A new dress

    Oooh Bink, look! A bag from one of my favourite shops… I so love continental fashion. Surely she has bought me a new frock? I am sure of it! Ooh, this is too much. It’s been way too long since I had a new dress! Bink, be a dear, have a look for me, I…

  • Hurry up, waitress!

    What time do you call this anyway? 7:45am on a Wednesday?! Give it here. NOW!

  • The paps are back

    Delores… Don’t look. The paparazzi are back. Let’s just ignore them tonight Bink. I’m phoning Max first thing tomorrow. He’ll get us a superinjunction, don’t worry!

  • How do I miss thee

                    Delores my lovely wife: How do I miss thee? Let me count the ways. I miss thee to the depth and breadth and height of our empty hutch My Soul can reach, it hurts so much for the empty corner that is your space. I miss thee…

  • Tentative frolick

    My poor Delores. She’s clearly feeling under the weather still! She has to stay in the house while she recovers from her colonic ordeal. I’m glad she came out to play for a bit in the sunshine though, we had a nice cuddle and a few affectionate nose bumps. I do miss her in the…

  • Bye bye tunnel…

    Ooh, one last look in the tunnel then. Now that everyone’s safe, we don’t need it anymore. So much work my Delores put into it, and we all know the good it did the design of the Phoenix capsule, being able to share her expertise. Hmm, yes, first class engineering: that’s Delores!

  • Pipe memory test

    Bink Bink, come quickly, it’s a pipe test! I am sure we remember which is which, yes? This one is for going in. Yep, I was right, it goes in. Just as I thought. You coming Bink? In here! Ooh, Bink! It’s really quite an agreeable box! Hmm… We could put the poo-poo tray here…

  • Tunnel

    Anything Chilean miners can do Delores can do better

  • Cloaking Experiment

    So. Cloaking Device proved bad investment. Given up on Customer Services… I am now thinking hi-tech is not the answer anyway! Way too fragile and clearly not up to interplanetary dispatch. Plus, the wife only sees two things: edible things and lickable things (i.e., me). So the best cloaking is possibly passing as something edible, a bit like…

  • The Uncuddled Bun

    I’m ready for it. Bring it on! Morning cuddles, me wants. Almost as bad as breakfast! Move over Delores, me first!