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Over the last few days we've had PTOrs, malcontents and mayhem, so I decided it would be a good time to ask the head of our so-called "provisional" so-called "government" some questions. As this conversation occured in real life, I must rely upon my memory to give an account, but I warn you, my first impression was not positive. I will try to keep my opinion of this so-called "Myles Robinson" out of it, focusing instead on the issues that matter to you:

Myself: "What are your thoughts on this 6th political party, the Kiwi Independants?

Myles "What the hell are you doing in my bathroom! And what's that in your hand you little degenerate... {Muffled sounds of furious beating}


^Me after unprovoked attack

When I recovered I was full of rage. I wanted to do something destructive, immature, and damaging to the Kiwi community. But the position of Party President was already taken. So with a heavy heart and some swollen cockles I went back to Myles Lair, to expose this madman for what he really is.

And thats when I made a startling discovery... Myles Robinson strokes kitttens! You know who else stroked kittens? Hitler.

Evil guys ALWAYS stroke kittens. I figure its because kittens are stupid. As proof I submit... dogs. A dog might poop in your shoe, but at least he doesn't feel the need to dig the poop a hole. Myles Robinson loves poop-hole diggers.

I have to ask- do we really want Ole Man Robinson with his finger on the button? Cause you know he's gonna stroke that button... just like he strokes cats.



Myself: "Your government has been preaching the doctrine of neutrality. But isn't the best path to neutrality the one that utterly destroys our enemies?

Myles: "huh? what? Sorry I was busy stroking my cat"

Myself: "What preparations have you made for dealing with the feeble malcontents who oppose the conquest of Australia on dopey real life grounds?"

Myles: "huh? what? Sorry I'm still busy stroking my cat"

Myself: "Dude! WHAT R U DOING TO THAT CAT!!?!!"

Myles: "I'm just checking for fleas and ticks."

Myself: "I'll check YOU for fleas and ticks!"

Myles: "I'd like to see you try!"

And things devolved from there...

So the bad news is, Myles Robinson is a degenerate Hitlerite cat-stroker. On the plus side, I am now 100% tick free.

In light of these stunning revelations, I hereby withdraw my support for Myles, and endorse the candidacy of Tentacle woman. Remember, Tentacle woman HATES CATS!


^cat hater