tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4585898215305748248.post6798072310686052632..comments2023-10-01T00:16:36.045+13:00Comments on Opposable thumb: Standing in the doorwayUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4585898215305748248.post-18026177145456571042010-04-04T00:45:28.154+13:002010-04-04T00:45:28.154+13:00....snow"
Which of course no NZer would ever.......snow"<br /><br />Which of course no NZer would ever do....<br /><br />The picture I see, (seasonally apt 'n all), is of an olive-skinned daughter of privilege (bullshit to the PR, "DPB-mum" "history"- the face, the facts, and the acts tell the tale), washing the soil of her seed-planting from her chubby hands in a gilt basin; a smug smirk distorting the repulsive, faux-sincerity mask as the cries of "crucify them!" faintly resonate from outside the palace.<br /><br />But she's a footnote, Denis: like her tissue-deep leader, as transitory, shallow, and interesting as the McDonald's advertisement she resembles. Shipley-lite - now with even less IQ.<br /><br />(Love the last few posts BTW, thanks heaps and keep it up)aknoreply@blogger.com