Morgan Avery

 

A litre of “genuine kentucky bourbon” that costs $6.99, you have to know that it’s going to be a nightmare, but hey at least it’s usable. Not like those other bourbons, the ones with the unwieldy ‘higher alcohol content’ or ‘quality’.

Who buys this shit? It’s purely for non-functional (or barely-functional) alcoholics, right? Like, the average customer who asks for this stuff also has silver paint around their mouth and nose, and reeks of an eye-watering ammonia-stench, from weeks worth of piss soaking into what remains of their clothing?

Yep, that’s the good stuff.

But clarifying that Margaret is the woman on the left, not the man on the right? Fucking genius. Nice work NZ Herald.

Real issues.

Problems that face ordinary citizens every single day.

Not rubbish like we suffer through with our local body politicians, arguing about Party Central for the RWC, or why they’ve been systematically dismantling and hiding all of our public art for the last few years.

I double dare you!

Photography by Darren, performance by The Great Morganzo.

From Luke Dixon’s flickr photostream.

Must be about the shiniest space in the country, practically everything is chromed. Blurry cam as it was my phone, and I was being surreptitious, and I didn’t actually want to pause for more than a second. Naughty.