Newsflash! Push-riots!

Self-referential, absurdist humour blog, Phantom Bacon, attempts un-advertised, ironic hiatus - succeeds - returns triumphantly, resumes blogging in a seamless and nonchalant fashion, push-riots ensue.

Large crowds of pushy people wearing vests, and others gathered around PB HQ, hoping to catch a glimpse of the Phantom Baconeer, or even Milkbox himself. "Woe betide any other less absurd blogs in the vicinity," said one onlooker and push-riot enthusiast, "do you like my rolled up trousers?" he went on, before being pushed firmly backward with a transparent plastic tray by an anti-push-riot official. The pushing continues tonight - the push-riot is ongoing, and will shortly achieve official 'push-siege' status.


A second, and possibly related push-riot in nearby Dublin also made the headlines today, though it was less important, and was initially written off as a period film-shoot by the Gardaí. As all photographers were at the PB HQ push-riot, we only have a drawing of the Dublin push-riot. As you can see - this push-riot was quelled by a lone horseman, with a length of plastic pipe.

Sentence of the Day!

Milkbox puts the latest three Word of the Day entries from dictionary.com into a splendid sentence, to aid your education.

#3: Oh Fanny! why must you truckle to that man - he is but an agglomeration of sinew and baseness, and obviously completely impervious to modernity.

Milkbox Goes To London

Last weekend, Milkbox visited London - a large city near Europe.

One thing that caught Milkbox's eye was a statue of a man on a horse, wearing nothing but a cape! The grand carving depicted this hero of a bygone era riding dangerously through the museum one-handed, whilst sending a text message.

More on London later in the week perhaps.

Sentence Of The Day!

A new feature! Milkbox puts the latest three "Word of the Day" entries from dictionary.com into a splendid sentence, to aid your education. This sentence may or may not be accompanied by a suitable picture on occasion.

#1: Oh Fanny, don't be facetious - how am I to fat myself for winter on such an exiguous diet, your jesting leaves me cold; must you be so maladroit with me always?

First Impressions

Milkbox arrived at The Internet today. He surveyed his new domain. It seemed to him a leafy and unspoiled, yet profoundly unimpressive place.