Upon a late night wander home after watching the genius jizz 'n' buttfuck fest Shortbus at a friends house, a middle range Japanese imported car pulled up beside me.
Naturally, I was wearing wide legged pleated Zambesi trousers, a brown velvet blazer, beige pashmina, and a cutey little woollen striped beanie with a pom-pom.
The car pulling up did not concern me. Hey, I was in Ponsonby, that liberal, gentrified to fuck parody of Auckland Suburban Life. Surely there was to be no hollering from passenger seats that a gentleman like myself could expect on Queen Street in such an outfit.
In the car, a gaggle of pretty young girlie things in dresses and Toni & Guy dye-jobs giggled loudly. In the front seat, in all her Takapuna Grammer Glory, an early twenty-something slag yelled out to me, holding a condom:
"We're doing a promotional hand-out of condoms. Put in a Vagina, not an Arsehole!"
The only clear response was "Go back to the suburbs....Like you have a Vagina, Honey"
Sometimes I wish I had AIDS so I could bleed over these useless fucking bags of pampered princesses and show them what prejudice is really about.....