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“Tastes like dead rats…”
Key’s first taste of the milk of human kindness. Didn’t like it by all appearances.
Of all the crappy things I’ve done to beg for popularity, this is the worst.
That embarrassing moment when you realise that your hors d’oeuvre is still moving.
“I could eat a knob at night”
I need this jersey on, even in summer, its due to my cold cold heart.
Orphans’ can live on these for Free you think Mr Grylls?
How many grasshopers can you pack into a 3 x 3 crate?
Locusts you say …. interesting.
PM skewers huhu on forked tongue.
Key impersonates Labour caucus swallowing dead rats. “No, no really, we all want Shearer”
I’d rather eat mango skins.
A new OECD report says that NZ is 25th of 25 states with respect to the standing and dignity of the office of the first minister. John Key responds as part of his spot on New Zealand’s Got Talent that New Zealanders prefer a Prime Minister who is relaxed like them and that he is 100% more of a clown than any other leader.
I can’t help but be serious, because this is so sad. But this just feels more than anything else that this clown has done, like the “tipping point”.
They have to eat this?
Key decides to finally dispatch his political advisor for good.
Dunnokeyo the carnival gimp.
See him limp.
See him quack.
See him bite the head off a live cricket.
The point in time when John Key remembers his previous life as a union man
Warner Brothers and Sir Peter Jackson prove they can make the foolish NZ PM eat anything.
The drunken sailor PM gets so pissed he eats the bugs that live inside the heads of Maggie Barry, Brownlee etc.etc…..
Key flip-flops again and decides to introduce new food for school kids with a menu designed by the incompetent Hekia Parata.
Hang on, YOU’RE not Heston Blumenthal! Why am I paying $14grand to eat this shit?!
Still tastes better than that vinegar my “blind” 😉 trust’s vintner produces.
The food’s fine, but I think I saw a poor person in the audience…
Key shares a meal with potential future coalition partners.
“What’s this, a piece of brain …”
I wonder if Paula could include these as a compulsory part of a bene’s diet…could help cook the books a bit and boost Paula’s reputation as a success within the Nactional party.
If I can eat them, then we can make beneficiaries eat them too, think how much we can lower benefit payments further, let them eat bugs, Ha Ha More for us- less for them, that’s the way to go.
For my next trick I’ll show you how I eat parasitic bugs, something I’ve been doing forever. You are what you eat after all.
John Key thinking to himself “This’ll show em I’m not demanding anything of them I wouldn’t do myself”
How come his looks like chocolate????
Key attends focus group to see if new WINZ diet is marketable to beneficiaries… “I’m lovin it” he mumbles.
John Phillip Key, more commonly known as the oriental latrine fly, is a warm-weather fly with a greenish-blue metallic box-like body which belongs to the family Calliphoridae (blowflies). This fly can be a nuisance to humans and even cause accidental myiasis.
J. key contributes to the evolution of some insects, influences animal atmospheres, and negatively alters human public health.
Often seen annoying the public with its shit-eating grin.
(with apologies to Chrysomya megacephala)
truffles, oysters, pate de foie gras, and now live larvae i will save the economy with this … this pommy bloke is jamie oliver isn’t he?