I sat next to her at dinner. She is great company.

Ah, les joies des artisans francais...

Winston is as slippery as an eel in a bucket of snot

eh caramba as us kiwis say

FAILBURGER

thank fuck he wasn't a pilot

this bloated Uncle Tom

plums (stewed with star anise frozen by the kilo to have on overnight oats) apples (same treatment but with cinnamon), figs get halved and oven dried, lemons (preserved with salt), oranges, grapefruit, loads of herbs, grow tomatoes every year. Still spend a fucking fortune on food every month.

the Greeks shall inherit the earth

it's the ravens cawing in the trees in every nordic murder mystery

I'm an immigrant with a noticeable accent from one of "those" countries - I have been congratulated for my attitude to people of colour as an opening line and been told I am the kind of immigrant NZ needs. Fuck these people man.

this^

people who can't stretch out their pensions getting paid to hold up signs...

absolute dyed in the wool deadset shitweasel

pretty good work for a champagne socialist!

carpetbaggers is a splendid word.

friends? long shot.

Eux, non. Moi, un peu.

en passant d'abord par la Nouvelle-Zélande

Macro Organic Fair Trade Coffee Beans from Woolworths are a very good fallback (IMO). Cost-effective too.

always. smug badly dressed assholes.

plus ca change

this time, someone who can shoot straight

he's a sack of shit, sans sack

gives the money to his own church; claims the 33.3% tax credit

like you put glass on your weetbix man

bloody awful cold going round. I coughed up carpet glue for a fortnight.

Temu guavas. I am not taking any questions at this time.

life is a rock but the radio rolled me

This picture screams boring sex life