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The tithe has gone out.
The tithe is high and they're moving on, surely?
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Bishop Brian is doing well, so well he sings that great Rolling Stones song:
Tithe, tithe, tithe, is on my side
Yes it is
'cause I'll get baycorp out (you know I will baby)
Yes, I'll get baycorp out
I'll get baycorp out
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-ersatz (self declared& proclaimed despite his putative USA provenance) "bishop" Brian Tamaki is remarkable for only one thing-
he's the latest &* only *one in a looong line of of pseudo-"Maori" religionists, exploitationists(plenty of those)to actually want to climb up a perceived hierarchy-oldtimes, 'prophets" went their own ways-
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(Incidentally, I am trying to decide whether to get a haircut of this nature before I move to the US in August. It seems like a good opportunity to screw with people.)
I found that short hair did not screw with people, but (innocently) referring to 'my partner' did.
YMMV, of course. Where are you moving to?
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Perhaps that should be submitted to Men Who Look Like Old Lesbians :-)
If Brian Da Bish was just like the old lesbians I know, my happiness would be in a state of exponential growth. You'd have to lock the liquor cabinet though...
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Anyone want to join my sweepstake on when Bishop Brainless is going to predict the end of the world? After all, Isn't that what these guys end up doing? Then he can ride off into the sunset on the Harley with the brothers.
2012 could be a good year to start. I'll take April 1st.
He will be in good company.
Sigh.....
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So the new Men only covenat is about worshiping Brian?
That's not lesbian.
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Then he can ride off into the sunset on the Harley with the brothers.
Old Men Who Look Like Dykes on Bikes! I see Gareth Morgan's next book...
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As long as they aren't wearing chaps
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join my sweepstake on when Bishop Brainless
I had a Serious Think about labels: The scary thing is, he probably isn't brainless.
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no coincidence, surely:
isn't it accepted knowledge bro
that sexual orientation is destiny? -
he probably isn't brainless.
Getting thousands of people to voluntarily* hand over enormous sums of money so that you can live a lavish lifestyle beyond most peoples wildest dreams?
If you can pull it off, you're not exactly stupid. Ruthless, unprincipled, greedy and utterly without morals, perhaps. but not stupid.
*well, mostly.
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Huh?
Getting thousands of people to voluntarily * hand over enormous sums of money
From Herald today:
One man said he was at the church's Hamilton branch and was about to sign up to Destiny when he received a nasty surprise. "I was promptly asked to sign a tithing/AP form agreeing to give 10 per cent of my income to the church from then on."
Would have gone on the nags anyway........ Betcha.
My asterix with gall * =
"You cannot enter the kingdom of Dog.
You cannot pass GO.......
But feel free to sign....then....
Heaven awaits" -
Depending which part of the country you're moving to, you could always work up to it in stages, starting off with something more mulletesque before going for the full Neil Finn
College town in rural Massachusetts (Amherst), which, on the one hand, crunchy-granola country, on the other, rural.
The important thing here, though, is that I've seen photos of my mother in mullets. It's not good.
I found that short hair did not screw with people, but (innocently) referring to 'my partner' did.
Oh, I plan to do that as much as possible. As of 2008, there were a grand total of six Brits, five Aussies, five South Africans, and no New Zealanders attending the university I'm going to. The possibilities for giving people crazy ideas about New Zealand are probably endless.
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Anyone want to join my sweepstake on when Bishop Brainless is going to predict the end of the world?
Heh. The old Bish hasn't been too accurate with his predictions (thankfully!). He thought Destiny would be ruling New Zealand after the 2008 election.
Shouldn't he be sacked if he isn't meeting his KPIs?
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College town in rural Massachusetts (Amherst), which, on the one hand, crunchy-granola country, on the other, rural.
Almost equidistant from both Amy and me.* Between the three of us, we could cover the whole Northeast with crazy ideas about New Zealand...
Hmmm, inaugural New England PAS meet-up? I know a guy who makes pies. I'm on the ginger crunch. And Amy makes a mean (which is to say chef-quality) pretty much everything else.
*and only a short drive from Northampton, to bring us back on topic, more-or-less :-) -
Almost equidistant from both Amy and me.* Between the three of us, we could cover the whole Northeast with crazy ideas about New Zealand...
Hmmm, inaugural New England PAS meet-up? I know a guy who makes pies. I'm on the ginger crunch. And Amy makes a mean (which is to say chef-quality) pretty much everything else.
I say we go for it. (Among other things, it's a good first step to world domination.)
Thanks for the tip about the pies, too. The better half is very fond of his pies, and is dislikes the idea of moving to a country which does not understand the concept in the same way he does. I'll save that one for when he's feeling particularly homesick.
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I know a guy who makes pies.
I'm afraid to say that I went all the way to Redhook when I was in NYC last the summer before last, and the pies had gone from pretty good to extremely disappointing. And there was no one there to make me a flat white! WAAAAAAH!
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Is that anywhere near Pembroke, Mass? I know a hospitable New Zealander near there who has a real NZ bloke's shed full of NZ rugby and other memorabilia. He's also a professional baker.
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Is that anywhere near Pembroke, Mass? I know a hospitable New Zealander near there who has a real NZ bloke's shed full of NZ rugby and other memorabilia. He's also a professional baker
About two hours away, as far as I can tell.
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Thanks for the tip about the pies, too.
Remember, always blow on the pie!
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cover the whole Northeast with crazy ideas about New Zealand
pshaw, you think you're prepared with your stories about how you have to row to Australia to buy jeans, and then you find out that they all think New Zealand is near Iceland. Takes the wind right out of your sails.
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Things I gleaned from my years in American grad school (disclaimer: many of these may not apply, as I am old and came home in 2002, and was not in the northeast, but perhaps they will help in some small way):
1. 'Twat' is a much worse word over there than it is here. (Not that you would ever use such a word anyway, Lucy. And nor did I. Ahem.)
2. Do not judge the myriad male colleagues whose wardrobes consist entirely of pleated khaki pants. They know not what they do.
3. [possibly south-specific] Be careful to whom you admit that you are an atheist.
4. Be prepared for SO. MUCH. MORE. bureaucracy than you had ever anticipated. Queues: accept them. Also accept that everything after you get to the front of the queue seems completely illogical. Because it is.
5. The banking system is mind-numbingly antiquated and the banks are all assholes.
6. There is no such thing as A4. There is some weird-assed American-size paper that will not fit in anything you have brought from home.
7. They will all think you're English. -
2. Do not judge the myriad male colleagues whose wardrobes consist entirely of pleated khaki pants. They know not what they do.
You should definitely judge them (loudly and often) on their white socks, though. Otherwise they'll never learn.
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Here is a taste of world nolledge of those of the US of A.
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