(Clue, you can click on the actual calendar…) A run-down of the contents and HTML code for you to paste the calendar into your own blogs can be found lurking seasonally beneath the cut…
By RPS on December 24th, 2007.
But one door remains on our RPS-approved fairtrade advent calendar. Behind it lurks the truth, the wonderful, chocolately truth. Our game of the year. And, thank heavens, the end of about half a dozen increasingly laboured running gags. Oh, lawks. We’re going to have to think up new jokes next year, aren’t we? Aaargh.
It’s okay. Let’s not think about tomorrow just yet. Let’s think about right now, and the game behind this final, inviting flap of coloured tree-pulp:
Whatever could it be? Last chance to guess. The clues are all there. It’s a door, after all. Or, to put it another way… Read the rest of this entry »
By RPS on December 23rd, 2007.
Come on gang, it’s time to open another window on our RPS-approved fairtrade advent calendar! Jim, you grab the edge. Alec, you push the little tab in. Kieron heave away. John, prepare the net to catch whatever might be inside. (Who am I, you ask – why, I’m the spirit of RPS itself).
By RPS on December 22nd, 2007.
The running joke was crawling towards the finishing line. It knew it could make it. Somehow, it had to make it. It inched up to the RPS-approved Fairtrade Advent Calendar, and tore open the door to reveal…
By Jim Rossignol on December 21st, 2007.
If I could have a supernatural power – any supernatural power – it would be to turn whatever I touched into chocolate. The Chocolate Midas, they would call me. And I would be feared across the world: “Don’t mess with me, Capitalists, or I turn your economy to chocolate!”
The sad reality is that I can’t turn anything into chocolate and I have to rely on the sweet brown goodness turning up randomly as I travel this mean old world. And hey, perhaps there’s even some inside the RPS-approved Fairtrade Advent Calendar…
By Kieron Gillen on December 19th, 2007.
So, you collapse in, drunk. It’s Christmas. That’s how it works. It’s you and the screen, trying to make some sense of your relationship. You know you should just crawl into bed, but you know that sitting in front of that monitor just makes more sense. You sip your drink and realise – hey – you haven’t opened the RPS-approved fairtrade advent calendar so you turn to it and pull away the recycled cardboard to reveal…
By Alec Meer on December 18th, 2007.
Give a man a December the 18th advent calendar window and he can eat chocolate for a day. Give him an entire RPS-approved Fairtrade advent calendar and he can eat chocolate for (almost) a month. Or he could just gobble the lot in one crazed OM NOM NOM frenzy.
By RPS on December 17th, 2007.
Hmm. It’s an apocalyptic Monday here in Bath, Engerland and we’re forced to scavenge among the littered wreckage of the weekend for sustenance. What’s this? A discarded 17th of December RPS-approved Fairtrade advent calendar window? Perhaps some small fragment of food can be found within…
By Jim Rossignol on December 16th, 2007.
I have to be honest: I nearly forgot to open today’s window on the RPS-approved Fairtrade advent calendar. Thank f*** Alec reminded me.
There is no window sixteen. What the hell? Kieron!
It’s okay, we’re professionals… And, yeah. Anyway. Let’s travel through the electronic cardboard portal, and into a fresh kind of Wonderland…
By Kieron Gillen on December 14th, 2007.
God, I’m stuffed. Jim just brought back a king-sized chocolate-coated Kit-kat from the shops for me to guzzle greedily along with my self-deluding diet-coke. Anyway, properly sated, I better open today’s window on RPS’ Fairtrade advent calendar and see what I find.
By Jim Rossignol on December 13th, 2007.
The 13th of December is traditionally the day when we celebrate being hungry here at RPS. There are numerous ways to satiate that hunger, and therefore celebrate it. You can have a bowl of Weetabix, eat an apple, make a sandwich from last night’s curry, or, more seasonally, open a window on our Fairtrade advent calendar.
Because you know what’s in there.
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