I was thinking about a New Zealander of my choice performing a striptease, but whatev. You people and your fruit/non-avian bird fantasies.
edit: punchlines are funnier when they're spelled properly.
'Day' is a vestigial mode of time measurement based on solar cycles. It's not applicable. I didn't get you anything.
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Nutty - Jul 08, 2003 10:38:17 am PDT #5535 of 9843
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."
meara - Jul 08, 2003 10:39:33 am PDT #5536 of 9843
For a moment my mind was going to a "Silence of the Lambs" kind of place with talking about how one must carefully peel the skin off a Kiwi.
Hee. This too.
But no, I mean the kiwifruit. The kind that's all too often referenced in grossly sweet things called "strawberry kiwi" whatever, but is not actually present.
Kassto - Jul 08, 2003 11:14:28 am PDT #5537 of 9843
`He combed his hair, Put on a shirt that his mother made, And he went on the air...'
Well this Kiwi has just woken up. What a perverted lot you are. All this stripping and peeling. We always call 'em kiwifruit so there's no confusion. Some fruiterers actually sell a bunch of them in a little plastic box complete with a serrated plastic spoon to cut them open and spoon them out with.
As for our poor endangered birds: No peeling! Please! They're tough but they can't fly and rats and stoats get their eggs. If you go way into the bush you can hear them at sunset calling out to each other. You never see them in the wild though -- too shy and they only like the dark. Daylight makes them sizzle and burn...
Betsy HP - Jul 08, 2003 11:17:31 am PDT #5538 of 9843
If I only had a brain...
They're endangered, and are the only birds to have nostrils at the tip of their bills
Well, no wonder. Every time they try to take a drink, they drown.
billytea - Jul 08, 2003 11:23:46 am PDT #5539 of 9843
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Well, no wonder. Every time they try to take a drink, they drown.
Gannets don't have any nostrils, for much this reason. When your primary feeding strategy involves hitting the ocean's surface head-first at up to 90 kph, you could argue there's a danger of getting seawater forced into your sinuses.
erikaj - Jul 08, 2003 4:27:51 pm PDT #5540 of 9843
Always Anti-fascist!
We don't usually peel them, just cut them iin half and scoop out the green part. Tasty but annoying.Kiwifruit, I mean.
Allan Lang - Jul 08, 2003 6:31:40 pm PDT #5541 of 9843
'And on that tragic day, an era came to its inevitable end.'
That's all there is.
Well I get a peeling kiwi moment, whenever I hear of financial markets trading euros (which by the way, is stupid currency)
Fiona - Jul 08, 2003 10:07:22 pm PDT #5542 of 9843
(which by the way, is stupid currency)
Hey! It's all we got. Anyway, at least we have our own name for our currency, and don't have to use somebody elses. BTW, what currency does NZ have? NZ dollars? t /ignorant.
Actually, I much preferred the originally suggested name for the Euro (Écu), which they had to reject because it was French, and we can't have one language being favoured above all the others.
Angus G - Jul 08, 2003 10:11:37 pm PDT #5543 of 9843
Roguish Laird
Yes, NZ has NZ dollars, which are worth even less than Australian dollars.
I love the Euro. Anything that involves the creation of a brand new typographical symbol (and therefore the obsolescence of billions of keyboards) is OK by me.
Daisy Jane - Jul 08, 2003 10:13:00 pm PDT #5544 of 9843
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I have a couple of Euros. I have no idea where I got them. Unless...I dunno, maybe I'm traveling to Europe in my sleep?