Awww Wicked! Knocked the bastard off, this kiwi as treaty is as rough as guts as a same same but different. Do you wanna chip bro? You know i can't eat your ghost chips, bugger. Mean while, in that one episode of Tux Wonder Dogs, you know the one bro, the Armed Offenders Squad and Rhys Darby were up to no good with a bunch of solid rimu onion dips. The heaps good force of his boiling-up was on par with Maui's good as ute. Mean while, at the black singlet woolshed party. Put the jug on will you bro, all these beautiful jelly tip icecreams can wait till later. The first prize for preparing the hungi goes to... Rangi and his crook lamington, what a stink buzz. Bro, marmite shortages are really stoked good with tapu jerseys, aye.

You have no idea how mean as our choice toasted sandwiches were aye. Every time I see those fully sick Tuis it's like Lake Taupo all over again aye, no worries. Anyway, Lomu is just John Key in disguise, to find the true meaning of life, one must start wobbling with the cookie time, mate. After the paua is rooted, you add all the cool fellas to the L&P you've got yourself a meal.

Technology has allowed bloody seabeds to participate in the global conversation of hammered Bell Birds. The next Generation of stink goons have already cooked over at the fish n' chip shop. What's the hurry Jim Hickey? There's plenty of quater-acre patches in the pub. Rangitoto Island holds the most sweet community in the country.. Fred Dagg was reffing the game when the wicked making scones event occured.

That's a barry, this bung tiki tour is as rip-off as a random holden. Mean while, in the Four Square supermarket, James and the Giant Peach and Spot, the Telecom dog were up to no good with a bunch of chronic wekas. The carked it force of his rooting was on par with Hercules Morse, as big as a horse's epic mate. Put the jug on will you bro, all these stuffed pavlovas can wait till later. The first prize for playing rugby goes to... some uni student and his chocka full twink, what a munter. Bro, gumboots are really dodgy good with rip-off whitebait fritters, aye. You have no idea how paru our pretty suss pohutukawa trees were aye. Where's the chips bro, au, sort your drinking out. Every time I see those cracker lengths of number 8 wire it's like Castle Hill all over again aye, nek minnit.

Don't be a sad guy, share Kiwipsum with your friends