Hello tax return! Let me introduce you to my wallet. Unfortunately, I have a feeling that you will not be staying long.

Also, people who refuse to walk on the footpath and walk down the road instead piss me off. Roads are for cars. Footpaths are for unmotorised peoples. And you are a jerk. With tattoos and a scary dog. So as much as I'd like to run you over, I'll refrain from doing so.

p.s. E, you are a mean, mean boy. One does not tell their girlfriend that your newly engaged best friend is visiting Dunedin but you will not accompany them because you have exam study. While I understand the rationale, I would have preferred not to know at all. It's like... hey little dog, I have a nice bone. Oh wait, sorry. You're not getting it.