Kidding, Tim isn’t dead - Tim is just not the editor anymore! The office is deathly quiet. Greg is now in charge of me, and of course the magazine. I’m not sure what the new regime will be like. Will it be a strict one? Or will I be able to run wild like I used to when Tim had control? I have a feeling Greg will swing in favour of the former and although I feel he will be a fair boss I know I daren’t misbehave. If I do, he will tell me off and presumably spank my bottom in the disabled loos because there, he’ll have more room for purchase rather than in the much pokier gents'.
Anyway, in other news, t’was my birthday on Saturday which was celebrated in style in our nations fine, but fairly polluted capital. Don’t worry, I know you weren’t to know, how could you? Fear not, though, it still isn’t too late to send birthday cards, gifts and used women’s panties to the usual address!
In other, other news, it’s Timmy’s birthday today and our designers’ in a couple of weeks. How this magazine has been able to run efficiently with a bunch of fiery Aries men at the helm I’ll never know.
PS. The photographs in this post are of new editor Greg Martin, so let me ask you this - strict or soft?
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