Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Surveillance society

We were up in the mountains last night -- Rangiwahia Hut in the Ruahine range -- so I missed Another Kiwi when he staggered briefly into the Riddled office in the wee hours of the morning.
His visit was recorded on security-camera footage.


Substance McGravitas said...

I'm surprised he lets that naked fellow ride him like that.

Smut Clyde said...

He's on holiday. Cut him some slack.

mikey said...

Hey, lookit that. Fat dood's getting all the action. I've heard it works that way down there.

Of course, it could be his elegant fashion sense, which led him to create the dazzling skirt of local flora is what attracted all the babes. Imagine how cool it would have been if he wasn't blind drunk when he made it!

Oh, and when he sobers up I'll be by to tell him he made it out of poison ivy..

Sebastia said...

absinthe and hemlock?

fish said...

Reminds me of the last bris I attended.

What's that you say?

It wasn't a bris?

Oh, well that explains why the guy seemed a trifle old. And very upset.

ckc (not kc) said...

I want to play cymbals in that band

Smut Clyde said...

The large dude is practicing his fretboard skills, unaware that someone has stolen his bass and left a naked lady in its place.
That excuse always works for me.

Another Kiwi said...

Hey! I'm on my way home from the annual Seamstress Dinner and Show with Mrs Palm and some others,and we decide to call in at the office!!~
Sheesh, a fellow can't be nice around here.