You’re in a bar, let’s say. The guy next to you says, “Oh, man, check out that ass!”
“Go talk to her!”
“Nah, I’m shy and quiet.”
You pull out your trusty digital camera, and start snapping pics of different stuff going on, and offer to take a few of the girl. When she turns around to walk away, you snap a picture of her butt.
When you come back and sit at the table, you show him the pictures you took of her.
As she walks by, you show her. Women love to look at their own photos. She says, “Oh, nice pic, bad pic, oooooh, I hate that one…”
Then you get to the butt pic. “Ooooh, that’s nice…”
She says, “Yeah, it is! Whose butt is that?”
“Yours,” you grin. “But I’ll bet we can do a better one than that.”
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how you get a hot young thing to climb up and lean over the bar and stare back at you seductively as you snap off a few more shots.
I’d ask the Minister whether … it’s appropriate in this case for a woman’s body parts to be inserted into a sheep when that’s normally been the domain of Tory males…
It might have come off more funny if he hadn’t done it in the middle of Parliament, but hey. Some people never learn.
Of course, those sorts of comments are easily made there. There are roughly forty million sheep in New Zealand, and only three and a half million inhabitants. Tall women, short men, a female Prime Minister, so well, you do the math… 😉
Everyone needs a good tongue-in-cheek horror flick now and again.; Personally, I would’ve called it “Violence of the Lambs,” but I’m a bastard like that. 😉
New Zealand was the first place I ever heard, “Hey, Mark, you know why we fornicate with sheep at the edge of a cliff? They back up!” MP Grant Gillon got into a mess on July 4th, 2000 after 
