Look, my stupid Millennial Press Secretary told me I had to go on Alice Snedden’s appalling podcast paid for by NZ on Air and the usual RNZ and Spinoff Professional Class wankers because my stupid Millennial Press Secretary told me it’s Sneddon or doing a Tic Tok dance to keep me in touch with the kids. So I thought Alice would be the easy way out, but then she has a go at me for not calling her fat? What the hell was I supposed to say? Can we still do the Tic Tok dance instead?
The three stoopid monkeys…
oh fuggittt can’t do this shit anymore…
Was that Alice in Wanderland? Wandering around looking for something successful or eye-catching for photo-op publicity, doing vox pop, so I can stay in Parliament longer.