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Look out, I've got tickets to the circus! Yes the circus, the secret love of every child, the tireless employer of transient fork-killers, the one place left where a masked ex-con can meet impressionable youth.

But who to invite? Who has worked tirelessly, without pay or praise, logging in every day to protect NZ from insane tax policies? Congress of course!

I went down to the congressional shed, feeling like a big shot with my sure-to-be-appreciated circus tickets, but... I couldn't find anyone! Where did you go congress? I thought we were friends!

Didn't I stay up till 3 in the morning, risking unemployment and public ridicule, just to make sure you got into office? And now you're nowhere to be found! Are you playing hide-and-seek? If so, please give a hint, are you under the bed? In the secret closet of mystery?

For the sake of NZ, and for the sake of the circus, please give me a hint;

WHERE ARE YOU CONGRESS?


If you come out I promise exciting clown women!