Look, I couldn’t tell you what the building to my left is, it looks like a state housing project we had planned to sell. Waitangi Day? I’m off to the true heart of the Treaty – Bluff. Why would I ‘wait’ for a ‘tangi’ at Waitangi Day eh? Someone told me ‘Tangi’ was a funeral, why would I wait for a funeral hu? Good times and happy days. Hey, where’s Judith & Simon?
I am swoll-sooki
Of course I was intending going to Waitangi, but Mary was most insistent I go to Bluff instead … I’m no wimp you know!
Well may you ask, Bill English, “where are Judith and Simon”?
That sharp pain felt in your back is not your old ‘shearer’s back’ injury.
It is the weight of Crusher Collins, who will in turn be consumed ‘python-like’, by Rubber Lips Bridges.
Those two old codgers will avoid Generational change at their peril.
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