PIRIMAI FACEBOOK GROUP ELECTS TABBY CAT UNOFFICIAL MAYOR, ACTUAL MAYOR NOT YET INFORMED
The cat got 847 votes. The nearest human candidate got a laughing emoji and a comment about the roundabout.
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The cat got 847 votes. The nearest human candidate got a laughing emoji and a comment about the roundabout.
A community consultation about $2.40 turned into a philosophical inquiry no-one asked for.
Barnaby the labrador has sat through four meetings this year. His owner has managed one, and left early.
It was a Tuesday morning in Judea. The suspect laced up his shoes. He did not know about the candles.
Ferranti-brand units from Hollinwood, England, have been ticking over in a Cuba Street cupboard since before decimal currency.
The sash is real. The ceremony was not. Nobody can explain the certificate.
The downward dogs are down. The bingo callers are ropeable. Nobody's leaving.
Half the plot reckons it's a vegetable. The other half reckons someone's having a lend.
Tuesday it was shells. Wednesday it was tinfoil. Nobody has seen anyone doing it.
Sharon witnessed downward dog collide with two fat ladies. Someone had to answer for it. That someone made a video.
The scarecrow, known locally as Trevor, was unavailable for comment on account of being made of hay.
The organiser won't say which song. Regulars won't stop saying which song.
The downward dogs are downward. The B7s are being called. Nobody is leaving.
The duck looked both ways. The Hilux behind it did not.
Terms of reference expanded twice. The hubcap remains the sole exhibit.
What started as a note about morning noise is now, in this reporter's view, a matter for the Ombudsman.
Day 34: a plastic frog holding a teaspoon. Day 35: the teaspoon is gone. The frog looks worried.
First meeting Thursday at the community hall. BYO orphan sock and a plate.
The sash is real. The ceremony is not. Gavin is tied to a stake and cannot confirm either way.
One suggested the gnome 'walked off of his own accord'. Another blamed the nor'wester. Nobody blamed the actual suspect, which was almost certainly a teenager.