byestander:..’yes..ok stephen..now we can’t see your bald-patch..’..
horse:..’bloody hell!’…
horse:..’it could have been worse..i couldda got brownlee’..
joyce:..’behave horse..or i’ll privatise you into tins of dog-food’..
..horse:..’shut up you fuck..!..i’m just looking for a suitable tree-branch to leave you dangling from’..
You can tell he dosnt ride much
“Now, see here chaps, given that there are no foxes in New Zealand, we’re going to hunt beneficiaries instead. Tally ho!”
Key’s Cossacks get organised…
Oliver Cromwell seen near Auckland…
Hard arse needed as well as a hard head…
Mr Joyce and Mr Ed…
The Duke of Wellington in the saddle. “Those damn’ natives better not show up around here!”
A slow trot to the abattoir. Steven Joyce claims even this old horse can contribute to the economy…
Steven Joyce turns his career thoughts to acting in westerns…
As long as he quits his day job!
Kenghis Ghan, the meddling moron, (the alter ego of Genghis Khan, the marauding mongol), is back!
Joyce to frightened filly: “Novya pay!”
Steven Joyce looking for Judith Collins.
‘Joycey, been gallivanting much?’
‘Nah, just horsing around’
‘You seem a little lighter Stevie! Been on a diet?’
‘No, Pinnokeyo, just stapled stomach’
‘Oh, Ok…Horsey, horsey, giddy up, giddy up!’
‘Oh NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!’
“Up to my ankles in cow poo, so will elevate myself thus.”
“Yep! Gotta get a real job.”
“My sartorial taste is well suited to my steed.”
‘Turn the pony around Steve, turn it around!’
‘Why, John?’
‘So I can joyously tug at it’s tantalising tail, you dumbo!’
“Yep! Gotta get a real job.”
“My sartorial taste is well suited to my steed.”
joyce reads top-secret report on future – goes survivalist…
A real one-horse Parliament…
Steven Joyce publicises the Horseburger as an economic salvation. McDonald’s said to be ‘interested’…
The hunt is on! Steven Joyce proposes a new version of fox-hunting with naysayers like Hager and Minto as the quarry. Key said to be ‘excited’, Collins reported ‘drooling’…
JOYCE – AS PAST MINISTER OF TRANSPORT –
HERE AS SHOWING HOW WE CAN MOVE AROUND WHEN ALL RAIL IS CLOSED DOWN, AND MORE ROADS ARE TO EXPENSIVE TO BUILD FOR PRIVATE VEHICLES.
THE EXSISTING ROADS ARE CRAMED WITH HIS TRUCKS RULING THE ROAD SPACE, – SO MOUNT A HORSE AND GO BACK TO OUR PIONEER DAYS SEE!
As evolution creeps onward, we are left with a new breed of horse with it’s arse on it’s back. 😉
Stephen Joyce passes Brokeback Mountain audition with flying colours and realises its cheaper to ride a horse than it is to hire a taxis admits he has not quite worked out how to use UBER yet
Stephen Joyce passes Brokeback Mountain audition with flying colours and has worked out riding a horse is cheaper than catching a taxis and admits he has not worked out how to use UBER yet
Joyce: “I also horse around outside parliament”.
Don Joyce Quixote looking for a windmill….but alas, no wind at all but for his own!
‘I asked Daddy for a Mustang for Christmas. This is what he gave me! What a huge cock-up!’
(Oops!. Not daddy. Asked Santa Claus actually!)
One day Joyce passed by J Kelsey’s farm and saw a beautiful horse. Hoping to buy the animal for his stable, he said to her:
“I think your horse looks pretty good, so I’ll give you $500 for him”
“He doesn’t look so good and not good enough to buy” she said.
Joyce insisted, “He looks just fine to me and I’ll up the price to $1,000!”
“He doesn’t look so good,” Kelsey repeated, “but if you stupidly want him that bad, take him at your own risk!”
A few days later Joyce returned raging mad. He went up to Kelsey and screamed, “You sold me a dud! A blooming blind horse! You cheated me!”
Kelsey calmly replied, “I told you he didn’t look so good, didn’t I?”
large bovine-creature mounts horse…
Actually, it is an ass mounting a helpless horse!
byestander:..’yes..ok stephen..now we can’t see your bald-patch..’..
horse:..’bloody hell!’…
horse:..’it could have been worse..i couldda got brownlee’..
joyce:..’behave horse..or i’ll privatise you into tins of dog-food’..
..horse:..’shut up you fuck..!..i’m just looking for a suitable tree-branch to leave you dangling from’..
You can tell he dosnt ride much
“Now, see here chaps, given that there are no foxes in New Zealand, we’re going to hunt beneficiaries instead. Tally ho!”
Key’s Cossacks get organised…
Oliver Cromwell seen near Auckland…
Hard arse needed as well as a hard head…
Mr Joyce and Mr Ed…
The Duke of Wellington in the saddle. “Those damn’ natives better not show up around here!”
A slow trot to the abattoir. Steven Joyce claims even this old horse can contribute to the economy…
Steven Joyce turns his career thoughts to acting in westerns…
As long as he quits his day job!
Kenghis Ghan, the meddling moron, (the alter ego of Genghis Khan, the marauding mongol), is back!
Joyce to frightened filly: “Novya pay!”
Steven Joyce looking for Judith Collins.
‘Joycey, been gallivanting much?’
‘Nah, just horsing around’
‘You seem a little lighter Stevie! Been on a diet?’
‘No, Pinnokeyo, just stapled stomach’
‘Oh, Ok…Horsey, horsey, giddy up, giddy up!’
‘Oh NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!’
“Up to my ankles in cow poo, so will elevate myself thus.”
“Yep! Gotta get a real job.”
“My sartorial taste is well suited to my steed.”
‘Turn the pony around Steve, turn it around!’
‘Why, John?’
‘So I can joyously tug at it’s tantalising tail, you dumbo!’
“Yep! Gotta get a real job.”
“My sartorial taste is well suited to my steed.”
joyce reads top-secret report on future – goes survivalist…
A real one-horse Parliament…
Steven Joyce publicises the Horseburger as an economic salvation. McDonald’s said to be ‘interested’…
The hunt is on! Steven Joyce proposes a new version of fox-hunting with naysayers like Hager and Minto as the quarry. Key said to be ‘excited’, Collins reported ‘drooling’…
JOYCE – AS PAST MINISTER OF TRANSPORT –
HERE AS SHOWING HOW WE CAN MOVE AROUND WHEN ALL RAIL IS CLOSED DOWN, AND MORE ROADS ARE TO EXPENSIVE TO BUILD FOR PRIVATE VEHICLES.
THE EXSISTING ROADS ARE CRAMED WITH HIS TRUCKS RULING THE ROAD SPACE, – SO MOUNT A HORSE AND GO BACK TO OUR PIONEER DAYS SEE!
As evolution creeps onward, we are left with a new breed of horse with it’s arse on it’s back. 😉
Stephen Joyce passes Brokeback Mountain audition with flying colours and realises its cheaper to ride a horse than it is to hire a taxis admits he has not quite worked out how to use UBER yet
Stephen Joyce passes Brokeback Mountain audition with flying colours and has worked out riding a horse is cheaper than catching a taxis and admits he has not worked out how to use UBER yet
Joyce: “I also horse around outside parliament”.
Don Joyce Quixote looking for a windmill….but alas, no wind at all but for his own!
‘I asked Daddy for a Mustang for Christmas. This is what he gave me! What a huge cock-up!’
(Oops!. Not daddy. Asked Santa Claus actually!)
One day Joyce passed by J Kelsey’s farm and saw a beautiful horse. Hoping to buy the animal for his stable, he said to her:
“I think your horse looks pretty good, so I’ll give you $500 for him”
“He doesn’t look so good and not good enough to buy” she said.
Joyce insisted, “He looks just fine to me and I’ll up the price to $1,000!”
“He doesn’t look so good,” Kelsey repeated, “but if you stupidly want him that bad, take him at your own risk!”
A few days later Joyce returned raging mad. He went up to Kelsey and screamed, “You sold me a dud! A blooming blind horse! You cheated me!”
Kelsey calmly replied, “I told you he didn’t look so good, didn’t I?”
An unusual horse with a big dick on top!
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