Don't cry little girl, the rich farmers of South Canterbury needed the money more than your family in Auckland
Mr Key, this creep behind me is pinching my bottom.
“Little girl….. I’ve got some lollies for you, little girl. Let’s go over there behind those bushes…. “
‘Please, please Mr John Key, take me away from these fucking Socialists, they scare me. Please’
You want want? A thinning hairline, a nice suit jacket, tie and a penis, sorry sweetheart, never gonna happen, not while I run things that’s foreshore.
Key:…Yes i know , socialists are disgusting arn’t they….
Key: “Why are you crying little girl”
Girl: “I’m finding it so intimidating in front of all these people”
Key: “Sorry, I’m talking to the person behind you”
It’s OK, you will get name suppression after we have fished with you.
Listen, all the man behind you wants, is your credit card number so he can buy himself a coffee.
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