Archive for February, 2013
Terrorist in Te Aro
Everyone’s favourite racist MP might be coming to Te Aro.
Can anyone confirm this is legit?
Image via James Shaw.
A DAY IN THE LIFE OF RICHARD PROSSER (PART 2)
For part one see here.
1.54 pm I was greeted at the airport by a man holding a sign with my name on it. He looked suspiciously like TV3 personality Ali Ikram (who may or may not be a terrorist. He doesn’t have a beard. I do. I must remember to shave it off when… if… I get back). I managed to take a photo of my on my tax-payer purchased iPhone before he spotted me. Continue reading →
Te whakahoki
YAY. Mr Ansell replied to my email. But he seems to have gotten the wrong end of the taiaha. Continue reading →
A day in the life of Richard Prosser (Part 1)
3 am Suddenly awake. Screaming. Sweating. I had had a terrible dream. I had been on a plane with a terrorist. I could tell he was a terrorist due to the fact he had a towel on his head. The scene dissolved into that of a sauna. What am I doing in a sauna with a terrorist? I slap myself. Again. Harder. I’m awake. Calm. I calmly take out the Walther PPK out from under my pillow, calmy. With calmness I stroke it. Sleep comes back to me. Continue reading →
Job application with spine
Photo supplied by Dave @Custard_Square
———- Forwarded message ———-
From: Jackson Wood
Date: 12 February 2013 10:58
Subject: Job application with spine
To: John Ansell
Dear John,
A bit of a dreary way to start a letter, what with all the connotations about heart wrenching break ups from afar. However, John, this is not a break up letter. It could be, in fact, the beginning of a long and prosperous relationship. Continue reading →
SMACK YOU SAID