The clutch pedal goes on the highway. The guacamole is brown but she swears that's how she likes it. The principal is turning purple. The guru wants ten bucks to keep his eyes open and can put his tongue up his own nose. The van won't start.
Five parts. No particular order. Rough around the edges. Funny in the wrong places.
One end of Te Waipounamu to the other.
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