Shame and damnation as usual

It'z a zet-up, Guv

You see, one of the Daily Meaningless reporters was attending a cocktail party recently. Now old Mosey, the host, was feeling a little frisky and the gentlemen retired to the billiard room for a couple of frames. It was all good clean fun, the sort of thing healthy chaps get up to when matron isn't looking. The Nazi caps, long-legged nymphettes in jack boots and suspiciously baggy trousers, maps of Poland with Warsaw crossed out, not to mention the maps of Warsaw with Poland crossed out, were all well within the rules of billiards, according to old Mosey's spokesman, Manfred von Veaselmark. Sadly news was leaked and a fearful kerfuffle broke out until the truth of the innocence and purity of the jolly jape could be established.

Scandal averted

In order to preserve the good name and reputation of the Daily Meanignless and to avoid such misunderstandings in the future, we have subscribed to voluntary membership of the famous WM Certification Scheme. In the future all our drunken role-playing orgies will be subject to the most exacting standards.

Vive La Resistance

Just to make it clear whose side we're on, we have even hired a French person - so there.