Posts by Joe Wylie
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Is that how the Aussies see us?
Got bugger all to do with us. It's not as if we hold some kind of copyright on 'Islanders' - there are heaps of them in Oz.
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As for Christchurch, when will we acknowledge that it is our own Alabama?
Lately. what with massed bubbas assembled on the riverbanks with their whitebait gear and the occasional pitbull, you wouldn't be far wrong.
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OMG... you did not just go there, girlfriend! Howlingly vulgar at the best of times, but the timing was rather unfortunate, don't you think?
Heh - Onetime John(ny) Farnham manager Glenn Wheatley, who once attempted to score a gig for his suppurating protege at Australia's official Gallipoli celebrations (Murray McCully thought it a great idea at the time) is now doing time for tax fraud.
Seems fate may have a way of dealing to those who conflate sport 'n showbiz with the glammier aspects of war & death.
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Hadn't realised that Truth was still around - probably because they no longer have those in-your-face billboards that I recall from my distant youth, e.g.
Let's Give These Ratbag Students A Hiding
Girl-Crazy Dictator Pins Down NZ Troops
(That was Sukarno - something to do with NZ troops in the newly-created Malaysia during the Konfrontasi episode of the 60s).Girl's Riverside Ordeal With "The Pig"
Last time I looked - back around 1989 - they had Hine Elder as a columnist and a story about little green men being sighted on the Wairakei golf course.
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I'd just like to say that the above post is now owning the Google results for "Invisible Harblz".
Congratulations & max your enjoyment before the LOL-cat thang succumbs to the ever-fickle interweb's new love affair with large terrestrial arthropods:
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We still walk from the Veg shop to home, it can be done.
Bloody obvous that you never get out much, otherwise you'd have noticed the phenomenon of the vanishing vege shop.
It's Saturday AM, and I'm off on my non-self-righteous beat-up Chinese bike to buy my veges at the goddam market, rather than contribute to the supermarket monopoly that has brought about the extinction of the local vege shop - something that largely persists in the imagination of inner-city tossers.
As for your lovely wife, one doesn't 'present' at medical conferences while pulling a Stagecoach income. Nice of her to condescend to adressing the lumpenpoles.
Shove your passionate and personal stereotypes.
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Cause if they sat further back the driver either wouldn't hear or understand them?
I can hear them up the back, right there amongst the ganstas & the kids who like to suck face & watch their reflection in the window while they're doing it. Doesn't explain the speech impediments.
I wonder, why is it always people who talk like Elmer Fudd who fancy themselves as bus orators? It's like the village cripple doing Saturday Night Fever.
Robyn's right, though - on a good day you overhear some marvelously bizarre stuff, even if you can't make it all out because of someone's congenital cleft palate or badly fitting dentures. -
You'd have to talk yourself into how cool being in a bus is with an incredibly persuasive voice . . .
Which reminds me - why do those people who sit up front and talk out loud to the driver always have such chronic speech impediments?
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The NZ Herald is relishing calling the girl by the nickname the Melbourne po-po have given her - Pumpkin. This leads to headlines like "Pumpkin parents had separated", which sounds like something from one of those Sesame Street sketches where Kermit did news reports on fairytales.
A good vege. headline can lighten even the darkest events. One I recall from the Coromandel Swedish tourist murders - "Woman Looked Like Swede in Bush".
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you wouldn't see "Old people discuss how Zaoui should be kicked out while drinking tea" as a headline.
That's exactly the sort of thing that scrolls across the bottom of the screen on The Chaser.