Joyce gets advice on how to rein in MBIE spending.
One of these creatures will be dog tucker in a couple more years.
Why cant those dumb arsed Kiwis be as subservient as you are and not argue?
Horses arse talks to horse
joyce:..’you’d vote for me to be prime minister..wouldn’t you..?’
joyce:..’did you know that i once sold a total horses’-arse..called mediaworks..for millions..?’.
joyce:..’the corporate-media also eats out of my hand’..
joyce:..’i would like to privatise you..and turn you into dog-food’..
joyce:..’do i look slim in this vest…?’
‘Does my bum look big in this?’
joyce:..’we’re going to get rid of foss-the-hapless..would you like to take his place..?’
joyce:..’you remind me of my first girlfriend’..
joyce:..’i look at you..and i get hair-envy’..
joyce:..’i’d like to ride you like i ride simon bridges’..
joyce:..’listen..if paula bennett could do it..so could you’..
“My Zooology degree did not prepare me for the dreaded cud chewing mammals with cloven hooves, upon which I bet my future. Now I will be put out to pasture.
“A horse, a horse! My kingdom for a horse!” – William Shakespeare
Joyce gets advice on how to rein in MBIE spending.
One of these creatures will be dog tucker in a couple more years.
Why cant those dumb arsed Kiwis be as subservient as you are and not argue?
Horses arse talks to horse
joyce:..’you’d vote for me to be prime minister..wouldn’t you..?’
joyce:..’did you know that i once sold a total horses’-arse..called mediaworks..for millions..?’.
joyce:..’the corporate-media also eats out of my hand’..
joyce:..’i would like to privatise you..and turn you into dog-food’..
joyce:..’do i look slim in this vest…?’
‘Does my bum look big in this?’
joyce:..’we’re going to get rid of foss-the-hapless..would you like to take his place..?’
joyce:..’you remind me of my first girlfriend’..
joyce:..’i look at you..and i get hair-envy’..
joyce:..’i’d like to ride you like i ride simon bridges’..
joyce:..’listen..if paula bennett could do it..so could you’..
“My Zooology degree did not prepare me for the dreaded cud chewing mammals with cloven hooves, upon which I bet my future. Now I will be put out to pasture.
“A horse, a horse! My kingdom for a horse!” – William Shakespeare
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