Mary: “Did you remember our family home into a trust to hide our assets Bill?”
Bill: “Yes of course dear. Don’t worry, it’s all sorted. NZ taxpayers will now be paying us a $1000 a week to live in our own home. Hooray!”
Mary: “Ah that’s wonderful. Now that’s all fixed, I hope you won’t let that awful Meitiria Turei get away with not telling WINZ she had a couple of flatmates to share expenses 25 years ago. That was a shocking abuse of the system!”
Bill: “Oh absolutely. Rest assured we’ll send our media attack dogs after her to ensure she’s hounded out of parliament.”
Source?
Two bats fly in from Transylvania…
“Well here I am folks, on the campaign trail, just in case you wondered what I have been up to.”
Next stop Hawaii ?
Ah, now I know why Auckland was hit by such a violent electrical storm last night. These two were in town, their demonic force causing hell, fire and brimstone to rain down on the city!
“Well a Dipton welcome home, could not compete with a Morrinsville welcome home, now could it ? Auckland is where a third of the population live – or so they tell me.”
“We have just got to get Aucklanders on side – by fair means or foul – got to attract another 3% of the Party Vote, I am told by the Campaign Manager.”
Mary” remember you failed as leader at a previous election”
Bill ” Let’s just hope lightning doesn’t strike twice”
Mary ” so let us paint a different picture”
where were you standing when the weather hit, Bill?
“A beautiful evening for a walk on the beach!
Nice to have some time together on it before it’s privatised.”
Congratulation on the new million dollar Government suicide contract sweetheart. Who would have known you were on the board! Oh stop it Bill, I saw the 400 texts you sent me. Lovely day for a photo shop, oh I mean photo op.
Fake news
On the Beach – A story of, er, passion and, er, lust in modern apocalyptic times.
Someone please Shute Neville…
They’re alive! They’re alive! Now I know how it feels to be God!
Hang on a mo’; I AM God.
Oh shit what a fuck up!
Back to the drawingboard…
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Mary: “Did you remember our family home into a trust to hide our assets Bill?”
Bill: “Yes of course dear. Don’t worry, it’s all sorted. NZ taxpayers will now be paying us a $1000 a week to live in our own home. Hooray!”
Mary: “Ah that’s wonderful. Now that’s all fixed, I hope you won’t let that awful Meitiria Turei get away with not telling WINZ she had a couple of flatmates to share expenses 25 years ago. That was a shocking abuse of the system!”
Bill: “Oh absolutely. Rest assured we’ll send our media attack dogs after her to ensure she’s hounded out of parliament.”
Source?
Two bats fly in from Transylvania…
“Well here I am folks, on the campaign trail, just in case you wondered what I have been up to.”
Next stop Hawaii ?
Ah, now I know why Auckland was hit by such a violent electrical storm last night. These two were in town, their demonic force causing hell, fire and brimstone to rain down on the city!
“Well a Dipton welcome home, could not compete with a Morrinsville welcome home, now could it ? Auckland is where a third of the population live – or so they tell me.”
“We have just got to get Aucklanders on side – by fair means or foul – got to attract another 3% of the Party Vote, I am told by the Campaign Manager.”
Mary” remember you failed as leader at a previous election”
Bill ” Let’s just hope lightning doesn’t strike twice”
Mary ” so let us paint a different picture”
where were you standing when the weather hit, Bill?
“A beautiful evening for a walk on the beach!
Nice to have some time together on it before it’s privatised.”
Congratulation on the new million dollar Government suicide contract sweetheart. Who would have known you were on the board! Oh stop it Bill, I saw the 400 texts you sent me. Lovely day for a photo shop, oh I mean photo op.
Fake news
On the Beach – A story of, er, passion and, er, lust in modern apocalyptic times.
Someone please Shute Neville…
They’re alive! They’re alive! Now I know how it feels to be God!
Hang on a mo’; I AM God.
Oh shit what a fuck up!
Back to the drawingboard…
Looks like an advert for gracious living.
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