An Important message from the Minister of the Interior and stuff

After a night of dancing and drinking, you may fell a bit amourous towards a certain person who has caught your eye across the bar, and whose eye you have caught with you're super col dancing stylee. And you may decide to go over and talk to this person. You may even decide to kiss this person. You may, but don't tell your mother, even invite this person back to your bedroom for some swiswoo and the like.

Well stop and think. Think contraception.



Or you might end up with a little surprise. We have had reports of increased cases of Syphilis.


He was spotted in a couple of pubs often frequented by citizens of Drunkendancestan. The Minister found it lurking in the toilets and decided to share it with the General. As a punishment for his attempted coup to take over Drunkendancesstan from El Presidente. It was thought it would slow him down a bit.


The General cottoned on to the Minister attempts and passed Syphilis onto the Spa King, who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

But the Minister for the Interior and Stuff was on hand to stop it and went about telling him all about Syphilis and herpes and chlamydia and gonorrhea and genital warts. Which has now put him and all those around who happened to be within earshot, off girls and stuff for life. Or just the night.


Well prevention is better than cure. Think Contraception.