Posts by Steve Barnes
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Perhaps this was a case of some overworked bureaucrat putting the word "Spy" in the wrong column when filling in the planning application for a base at Waihopai river near Invercargil?
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Is it ironic thast the aforesaid big balls of our intelligence service are located in Spy Valley? Just down the road, Spy Valley Road, from Spy Valley Winery. Can't miss it, just on the left by Jones the Spies house.
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It was not so much her dangly bits that were so offensive, but her politics--which have become more overt in recent months.
Yes and if national get in can we expect the Dept. of social welfare being pared back to Ms. Rankin running the show alone? I can imagine the scene........
In a dark room in the bowels of Gummint, Rankin answers the phone to a potential "Client"
Client "Hi, I've been let go by the Ministry of social Development and I have no money"
Rankin "Get a job, bludger!"
Client "Thank you Christine."
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nine years ago you could be forgiven for thinking WINZ staff spent all their time jetting around the country with Christine Rankin buying gaudy ear-bobs.
DOH! You had to remind us didn't you. I had conveniently forgotten about our Christine, do you think she was a product of the Peter Principal? I can just see it now "Wow look at those danglers, she should be da boss"
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Heh, I'm worried about when I identify with Homer's Dad.
That's the real worry. I'll never remember the time when I went to somewhere or other and did something. Apparently it was good, or bad but then I think. Where is my dinner, and realise I have to cook it myself.
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And you have to be quick.
Ahh yes
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I take offence at that remark.
Who'd have thought a rocky headland could lead to so much shallowness?
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On the subject of being cool.
Going back a good few years i remember a time, when I worked on building sites. We had all sat down to smoko that's what we used to call morning tea back then when smoking was good for you. There was this kid, the son of a fellow chippie about nine years old if memory serves me well. He looked at me over a Ponsonby pie which in those days were made by hand by a guy called Toby and his sidekick Thadeus in the shop next door to The Open Late Cafe (Metro's Nightspot of the year 1995) anypoo. The young lad, can't remember his name offhand but in those days it would have been something sensible like Tarquin or something, he asked me "When did you start being Cool?" I didn't have to hesitate with my reply "About your age son" I could see the glee in his eyes imagining his impending coolness as I switched the radio from Hauraki to radio B, used to be on 91.8 in those days and the studio number was 307 3918 to go with the frequency which was the trend at the time,..............................Oh yes and I believe our Russ was on the wireless at the time. Ain't that cool? -
The thing that makes PAS safe for ministers and spokespeople to visit -- no drunken nutters spoiling for a fight -- may actually be the same thing that keeps the drunken nutters away.
I take offence at that remark. Not all Drunkens are Nutters and not all Nutters are Drunken and when did Jo become Russell's Mum?
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While I'm here. I suppose I could try to unify this thread.
In the case of Owen Glen and the perceived corruption/conflict whatever...
It comes down to what you say/do and what others think you mean, is influenced by the beliefs/agenda of the listener (like beauty is in the eye of the beholder)
There's a saying.
If you're saying it right your singing,
if your doing it right your dancing
and if you believe your right your brainwashed.