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“You want a foot massage? OK put your foot right here.”
John Key takes time out to visit participant in National’s “Prominent New Zealander Protection Scheme”.
A pair of prominent members.
Identikit zombies – note the suits, white shirts, ties and forced smiles masking ingrained sociopathy.
Gay lime-green tie John
Dull, conservative men in matching suits
Inaugural meeting of the Northland branch of the Entitled Middle-aged Rich Men’s Club
Whoar – check out he ponytail!
One of these things is not not like the other
Vincent: Have you ever given a foot massage?
Jules: Don’t be tellin’ me about foot massages. I’m the foot fuckin’ master.
Vincent: Given a lot of ’em?
Jules: Shit yeah. I got my technique down and everything, I don’t be ticklin’ or nothin’.
Vincent: Would you give a guy a foot massage?
Jules: Fuck you.
Vincent: You give them a lot?
Jules: Fuck you.
Vincent: You know, I’m getting kinda tired. I could use a foot massage myself.
Jules: Yo, yo, yo, man, you best back off. I’m getting pissed here. This is the door.
Vincent: There it is.
Jules: What time you got?
Vincent: 7:22 in the a.m.
Jules: No, it’s not time yet. Let’s hang back.
Vincent: I ain’t saying it’s right. But you’re saying a foot massage don’t mean nothing, and I’m saying it does. Now look, I’ve given a million ladies a million foot massages, and they all meant something. We act like they don’t, but they do, and that’s what’s so fucking cool about them. There’s a sensuous thing going on where you don’t talk about it, but you know it.
“One of us has something to hide. Don’t panic John, no one will no about your little secret, you know, your 2 hidden trust funds”!
“Not to close, your rubbing up against me”!
[Comment deleted. – ScarletMod] the other likes fondling girls and ladies pony tails. i’m not one to gossip but…….
Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum.
Those were the days when I wore badges of honour on my lapel and as my left hand man.
[Comment deleted. Too close to the bone, Peter. Please do not attempt any repetition. – ScarletMod]
At least it’ll take the heat off that tax thing…
BFF through thick and thin!
“Oh look…at the end of the day, I don’t think that’s something most New Zealanders would be interested in really”
“I don’t recall ever meeting the guy before. He must have been a mate of Andrew Little’s.”
I don’t want you looking at Stephie’s artwork. OK?