Category: Mungo

Mungo S03E38

It’s the end of the season which means today’s Mungo is the penultimate edition for a while at least, so be sure to drink it in. With Mungo incarcerated in the Tower of London for calling the future King of England a very bad thing in jest, Heart of Clachmaninshire’s hopes of avoiding relegation have received a major fillip. But Mungo McCrackas isn’t an easy man to keep down. Dotmund is cross with himself as he realises now this should have been the 38th and final edition of the season, because he thinks Game 39 is shit. Click for...

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Mungo S03E37

Mungo time. With Heart of Clachmaninshire in their most precarious league position yet, the best thing that could possibly happen – Mungo being unavailable to play – is happily precipitated by events elsewhere. But will he make it out of the Tower in time for the run-in? Dotmund draws Mungo with his feet. Click for full-size There’s more of Dotmund’s “art” here, whilst you can also follow him and Twohundredpercent on...

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Mungo S03E36

What’s Mungoing on? It’s Mungo, that’s what. This week, Mungo hits upon a unique plan to retain Heart of Clachmaninshire’s top flight status and, with support from Glenn Hoddle, successfully makes everybody’s liver shut down. Dotmund is, as ever, responsible. For this, anyway. Click for full-size You can follow both Dotmund and Twohundredpercent on...

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Mungo S03E35

It’s another one of them lazy Mungoin’ Thursdays. This week, Mungo returns from his adventures in London full of an almost-unshakeable-for-literally-minutes footballing fervour. But could his true vocation lie elsewhere? This is normally when we point out what a gilt-edged buffoon Dotmund is, but it’s his birthday today so we’re letting him off. Click for full-size You can see more of Dotmund’s Ĺ“uvre here. Or you can follow him and Twohundredpercent on...

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Mungo S03E34

It’s one of those Mungo days again here on Twohundredpercent. Mungo has managed to escape the studio of Loose Women with his dignity intact, but could he have jumped out of the frying pan and into the fire? Dotmund is an idiot. Click for full-size You can Twitter us up in this enlightened age: Twohundredpercent and...

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