I was listening
to the radio on the way to work this morning, (the aux input's fuckt).
The cheerfull lady from the Wellington City Council was asking us which of two options we'd like the council to adopt.
1. A reduction in Council services , or
2. An increase in rates charges.
I thought "what a nice lady, fancy being so considerate as to ask us what we want".
Jumped up money grubbing arseholes. They'll all be up agin' the wall when the revolution comes.
Go soothingly on the grease mud, as there lurks the skid demon
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