Bitter but optimistic

But what about the poor people Jack - should they eat cake?

Ha!! I reckon Norm Gallagher played it to the hilt.

After a few gins.

Given your extensive "experience" with certain aspects of the legal system Biffen, I imagine you would have given a credible, if not quite Rumpole like performance. However, one aspect of the matter does leave me curious. What makeover did you undertake to present as a worthy citizen? You surely did not appear in your usual garish, stained and tasteless pimp attire? No one would lend you clothing surely? Did you steal it?

Even when the "fellow Dlander" rate was applied Red was still far too pricey for Biffen and his dodgy credit card. But, as you say there are plenty of others at the bar. You do any pro bono work Jack? A possible career change for you Doctor?

Not sure when we'll hear from Biffen again! I believe he had to front court over various "matters". Outcome uncertain I would think!

Well done my Lord, it took a member of the monied and sophisticated class to pick up on that! I was inside the mansion watching on the home cinema ( and sipping a red) at the time of that bizarre occurrence . I could hear the lads watching on the big screen in the barn begin honking and kicking the walls. I thought I'd entered some sort of space/time warp and was watching myself. Then I noticed the shirt was of poor quality and not tailor made. I had a nasty moment though.

Bit of a John Cleese look!!

Come on dc - you've seen those little girly above the knee skirts the Jordies wear. Then they make it worse by hanging some sort of scrotum substitute out the front !

Thank the Lord we do not have a large numbers of Scottish ancestry .. I'll take Arabs and Mussies over those blokes that wear dresses every time .

Beyond your ken Jizz! BTW . "Ken" isn't Barbie's mate but a clever word that Biffen and I understand! Well beyond dairy farmers. Well maybe the efficient/smart Kiwi dairy farmers would get it.

Both! Outstanding form. Didn't vomit til halfway home.

Guess the same happened to you Moon - which would explain that large growth on your small [censored] that you continually complain about.

Correct venue Earl Hood . Can't really explain the damage - there was only a minor scuffle after all!

You're jealous Moon because you can't afford to attend classy establishments. And, even if you could, no one would invite you.

What a relief for the cows. They won't have to listen to Jizza's bull shite.

Now Now Jizz!!! Don't be making such wild statements. You are clutching at straws - those in your hair perhaps, or your apparel , or even those stuck to your shite covered gumboots. Biff spend's Sunday nights doing what you can only dream of doing.

I pay servants to carry out menial tasks Jizz.

Fl og and Jizz both online. Knocks my theory that they are brain sharing!

Perhaps the "Old Spice" is no longer working for you Jizz. Maybe some "Lynx" from the nearest Supermarket will do the trick.

Still kicking I see Jizz. How did the footy opening go? I suppose you have been over run with invites since then - cow shite on the cuffs and all.

Well Mable, IMHO (That's hipster speak) I outshone them quite clearly. My knowledge of gourmet dining and boozing left them speechless.

Had dinner in Earl Hood's hipster Brunswick Street last night. The me and you was all written in French. Tucker wasn't bad but I wasn't going to come at any of that French lolly water to drink. Told them wine was spelt s h i r a z. They looked at me as If I was some sort of ignoramus - bloody immigrants.

Correction Give it a go Floggo!