Category Archives: Humour

Eternal Vigilance welcomes food porn queen Higella Lawson to New Zealand!

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Nodding with approval Eternal Vigilance applauds the eminently sensible decision by Immigration NZ in giving Nigella Lawson an exemption so that she can enter New Zealand and star in a commercial for Whittaker’s Chocolate.
We also Salute Whittaker’s for bringing her to New Zealand and giving her the Role.
Having just endured a very Public Court case and Divorce from a violent Husband… her private affairs were exposed to all and sundry… in particular her drug use which includes Cocaine and Cannabis.

We at Eternal Vigilance endorse Whittaker’s Chocolates to our liberty loving ‘Munchie’ fans and hope they patronise this brand…. they are worthy…. and their Stuff tastes bloody good too!

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Nigella is certainly no threat to Kiwis.
We warn her to take care to have her Blow stashed somewhere deep and inconspicuous because unfortunately our crappy little Barbarous Nation still persecutes her types.

We Love you Nagella!
You are a much better Cook Than that Naked loser…. whats his name?… who cares!

Seriously… We wish you well.

Tim Wikiriwhi.
Christian Libertarian.

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The NZ Herald reports…
Celebrity cook Nigella Lawson has been given a waiver to work in New Zealand next month, required because she was barred from the United States after admitting cocaine use.

The British star is visiting New Zealand to make a new TV commercial for chocolate maker Whittaker’s — but she wouldn’t have been able to come without the Immigration NZ exemption.

Read more >>>here<<< Update: 21-4-14. You Really Gotta Hate the Labour Party! Labour questions Lawson visa

Dunedin turns on a nice day

[Reprised from Wombaticus Ad Nauseam, October 2007.]

Unexpectedly nice weather caused havoc in Dunedin yesterday, as temperatures soared to 18 degrees.

As local radio stations advised local residents to stay inside, police fielded a number of calls from people alarmed at the presence of an intense ball of fire in the sky. “We assured them it was only the sun,” said a police spokeswoman.

By lunchtime, Dunedin hospital’s Accident and Emergency department was overwhelmed by dozens of bald-headed men with sun-burnt scalps. “Their pallid pates are particularly susceptible to the sun’s ultraviolet rays,” said a doctor, adding that most of the patients had not heard of sun-screen. “We never bothered to take our ‘Slip Slop Slap’ campaign that far south,” a spokesman for the Cancer Society acknowledged, when contacted for comment.

Emergency services were stretched to the limit as scores of pedestrians around the city succumbed to heatstroke. The Fire Service were called in to attend one casualty on St. David St., a middle-aged woman who had to be cut free from several layers of polypropylene. The Mayor reacted quickly to the sudden crisis, appealing to those in other parts of New Zealand accustomed to sunshine to send teeshirts, shorts and light cotton garments.

Fortunately for the people of Dunedin, the crisis was short-lived. By early afternoon it had clouded over, and by late afternoon the temperature had plummeted to normal levels. By evening Dunedin was being lashed by a cold southerly bringing heavy rain.

See also Area Locals Exposed to Terrifying Force of Nature: Government Refuses to Help.

How many holes?

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How many holes are in this bucket?

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Non-existence is not a fact, it is the absence of a fact, it is a derivative concept pertaining to a relationship, i.e., a concept which can be formed or grasped only in relation to some existent that has ceased to exist. (One can arrive at the concept “absence” starting from the concept “presence,” in regard to some particular existent(s); one cannot arrive at the concept “presence” starting from the concept “absence,” with the absence including everything.) Non-existence as such is a zero with no sequence of numbers to follow it, it is the nothing, the total blank.

— Ayn Rand, Introduction to Objectivist Topology

Waving my arms in the air

South Africa Mandela Interpreter

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South Africa Mandela Interpreter

Waving my arms in the air 
Love, my love, got no care 
No care, no, no, pressing my feet to the ground 
Stand up right where you stand 
Call to you and what do you do 
Laying back in a chair? 
She’s so high on the air 
She’s so high on the air 
Half and half, half and half 
All you have to do to call 
Is hold her hand, stand a while 
And then smile and we’ll understand 
Yes we do – yes, yes we do! 
Oh what a girl I’ve got too! 
Oh what a girl I’ve got too! 
With her slinky look she held her tie to her hair 
(and I) could see everywhere 
No-one in the land, no-one 
No-one in the land, no-one 
But it rains on Saturday – cats and dogs in the hay 
Stormy day, hey, hey 
And you shouldn’t try to be 
What you can’t be 
And you shouldn’t try to be 
What you can’t be 
Call to you and what do you do