They don’t serve Chiko Rolls or pie floaters for dinner at the Business Council of Australia. They prefer to tuck into cold smoked ocean trout and organic chicken ballotine, washed down with a crisp and flinty cold one from Burton McMahon, among the very best of the Yarra Valley’s chardonnays, a wine of focus and purpose according to people who write silly things on the internet about perfectly innocent bottles of plonk.
I was a bit gobsmacked and had to check the source when I saw ScottyfromMarketing had delivered his "we will not achieve net zero in the cafes, dinner parties and wine bars of our inner cities" at a well to do an inner-city restaurant. Honestly, how do you satirise that, you gave it an excellent turn of phrase above but seriously that's beyond parody?
Beautifully said! Egg and coal dust all over his ugly visage! And deservedly so. Can you give us a piece on Marise Payne and being bested in her Foreign Minister presentation by her NZ counterpart! Things Fall Apart - and this is, as you write John, just the beginning.
I was a bit gobsmacked and had to check the source when I saw ScottyfromMarketing had delivered his "we will not achieve net zero in the cafes, dinner parties and wine bars of our inner cities" at a well to do an inner-city restaurant. Honestly, how do you satirise that, you gave it an excellent turn of phrase above but seriously that's beyond parody?
Beautifully said! Egg and coal dust all over his ugly visage! And deservedly so. Can you give us a piece on Marise Payne and being bested in her Foreign Minister presentation by her NZ counterpart! Things Fall Apart - and this is, as you write John, just the beginning.
also WTAF is "the animal spirits of capitalism"?
ScuMo is a gaping, arse wound. I wish the cahnt would fucking die.
Seems the happy clappers transferred the technology when they laid hands on him a few days ago. It's full Spock. We'll be fine.
I wish we could turn off his fucking mike.