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Daily Drivel - Poodate: 9246 +++ NEWS +++ NEWS +++ NEWS +++ NEWS +++ NEWS +++ NEWS +++ The Daily Drivel is being updated! Yes, that's right. We know you've been enjoying the Daily Drivel for a long time, but you have to admit it is rather in need of a lick of paint. That's why we have produced a brand spanking new and thoroughly enthralling publication called Stuff Today. Loyal readers of the Daily Drivel may have noticed that they have already been receiving the new exciting and wholly amazing Stuff Today. However, because Stuff Today is sent from your new (and equally astonishingly brilliant) website pooclub.com it might have ended up in your spam folder because your email client doesn't yet know how fabulous pooclub.com is. So, we are advising you to make sure that you can receive email from stuff@pooclub.com because some day pretty soon Daily Drivel is going to end. I know it sounds bad but sometimes you've got to move with the times, embrace the new, and bid a stoic farewell to the old, no matter how cherished it is. I'm sure you'll agree that this move is for the best and you'll enjoy Stuff Today even more than you have the Daily Drivel. +++ NEWS +++ NEWS +++ NEWS +++ NEWS +++ NEWS +++ NEWS +++ Wednesday 19 November 2025 -------------------------- Nude Scrabble Final, Bilbao. Kill! Kill! Kill! Go on, kill a pooclubber in The Cull! http://pooclub.shite.org/vote The Meaning Of Liff ------------------- MINCHINHAMPTON (n.) The expression on a man's face when he has just zipped up his trousers without due care and attention. Poem Of The Day --------------- I Walked On Golden Sandwiches (Mike) I walked on golden sandwiches The doughy softness 'neath my feet Where seldom one disparages The choice they make to eat. For here was egg and cress and cheese And bacon, beef and ham And there was chicken Milanese And turkey, tongue and Spam. I skirted round the gilded crusts As though it were the sarny's gutter Where seeping out like yellowed rust Was "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter" Oh, wondrous sandwiches that gleam Whose true abode would be Fort Knox I cannot but hold you in esteem Yet trample you in shoes and socks. And as I leapt from 'wich to 'wich And bounded in the fluffiness I stumbled on a teenage witch Of most unsightly scruffiness. She played upon a concertina Touting for odd bits of change. She said, "Yes, I am Sabrina And I know that this looks strange." "You see my audience has dropped 'Cos people tired of comic witches. And since my T.V. show has flopped I've gone and blown all of my riches. Drink and drugs then took their toll And gambling took the dosh I'd made And then I was living in a hole Cold and hungry and so afraid. But then I found a ragged script That of the final episode That ne'er was shot because they'd nipp'd The ailing series in the bud. And hence there lay one final spell That no one from the show had uttered. And all at once I knew too well Just how my bread was to be buttered Gold! I cried. Oh give me gold Let it be my daily bread Give me riches to behold And live with until I am dead. And now you see my sorry state, No longer hungry, no longer poor. But I must bear my awful fate For from this place there is no door. So, please, I beg you, spare some change For begging's all I do My hair is ridden with the mange And I sleep in my own poo." And as I looked upon this wretch I knew she told the truth For from her came an awful stench Which made me go "Gor Streuth!" But then my blood began to race And I smacked her round the head And as I kicked her in the face This is what I said: "You silly, stupid, soddin' bitch No way am I gonna pay yer. I've no time for a teenage witch For I am Buffy the Vampire Slayer." Links ----- For quick links to important pooclub pages, bookmark this: http://pooclub.shite.org/map Help write the Daily Drivel! Plonk your drivel here: http://pooclub.shite.org/drivel The Shit At The End ------------------- If you’ve received this email it’s either because the ‘Daily Drivel’ box in your poopages account has been selected or because you've been foolish enough to wander into the pooclub forum. If you don’t want this bollocks anymore you can deselect it by editing your poopages account here: http://pooclub.shite.org/account or change your mailing options in the forum here: http://groups.google.com/group/pooclub or you can email us and we’ll sort it out for you. (Please quote your user id) pooclub@shite.org pooclub admin
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