Yo.There are so many quasi maori tattoos in this city that I want to kill myself. It's horribly hilarious.
The CBD is like a ghost town, too. I feel like I'm about to get raped/injected with and AIDS infected needle at any moment. Luckily, I get to hang out in the spare room (!) and get depressed about how I'll never, ever, ever have a job again (!). Pretty sweet....
At least THIS makes me feel better. The second verse starts with "verse 2, and who could bring it back like that?"
LOL. And he has his professional resume up.
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I kind of like Rob D. He comes across as a good guy, once you look past the amount of failing that happens on his page.
Have you made friends yet?
I haven't made any friends, yet.
Not with Rob D, not with any Maori tattooed locals. Not with any Southern Cross-emblazoned, ute-owning, violence-inclined homophobes.
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