PUBLIC CONFESSION
This writer, i.e. moi, was caught by the Prime Minister making love to his wife. We were on the Speaker's Chair at the time. I withdrew and apologized, then scarpered.
Luckily for moi, the Prime Minister "does not recall" this incident at all.
In deepest shame and repentance,
Morrissey Breen.
This writer, i.e. moi, was caught by the Prime Minister making love to his wife. We were on the Speaker's Chair at the time. I withdrew and apologized, then scarpered.
Luckily for moi, the Prime Minister "does not recall" this incident at all.
In deepest shame and repentance,
Morrissey Breen.
https://groups.google.com/forum/#!searchin/nz.general/Radio$20Transcripts$20Ltd%7Csort:date/nz.general/sbm_gdpSo3w/52CSmwH4dE4J
geopelia: That's libel, or slander. Nobody would believe you anyway.
Radio Transcripts Ltd: Key can't remember anything, and I think that's all that Breen would be worried about.
Anon: I should think that Breen would do well to worry about the fact that wit depends upon at least part-believability. On that score his attempt is no better than odorous muck. Much better that he leaves the satire to those who better understand the genre.
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