New Zealanders continue to live in a post-Apocalyptic hellscape

Gang members are caught smuggling KFC into locked-down Auckland

I once felt that the members of the “Biden Crime Family” were the least intimidating mobsters ever, but they have some serious competition from the KFC Smuggling “Gang.” The street value of the chicken was a whopping hundred bucks.

(They also had $100 grand in cash, so I’m guessing that chicken-smuggling wasn’t their only racket.)

4 thoughts on “New Zealanders continue to live in a post-Apocalyptic hellscape

  1. Back in the early 90’s I was managing a pizza place in upstate NY. I had a 19-year-old part-time assistant manager who was a self identified dead head. He and a van full of friends had gone to a Grateful Dead concert in Toronto. He was 2 hours late for work the following day. He told me it wasn’t his fault because he had been delayed at the border while authorities searched the van. He thought it extremely unfair he and his friends were targeted for a search. I told him given a van full of dead heads coming from a concert, it would be suspicious if there WEREN’T drugs in the car.

    I have another story about something else he thought was unfair. This time I had to agree with him. I showed up at the store one day while he was supposed to be working only to find out he wasn’t there. There was only a delivery guy watching the oven and the counter. He showed up a couple of minutes after I did. He told me he had to go to the post office or he would have gone to jail. It turns out he owed child support for his daughter. He had an affair with a woman in her 30’s when he was 14 and she got pregnant. She ended up going to prison, but he still had to pay child support. He didn’t it was fair he had to pay support to a woman who was technically his rapist. He had a point about that.

  2. As long haired teens, we had a cop pull us over for “making a suspicious turn around”. Guess that’s still the case, at least in NZ (and no doubt here…).

    1. Once, while hitchhiking to Lake George, a cop in Herkimer, NY (or maybe it was Utica – somewhere in that vicinity) stopped me for being “suspicious.” My friend and I had short hair, were wearing sport coats and ties, had plenty of cash and valid IDs, and were drinking some 7-Ups. We asked him what we were suspected of, and he said he wasn’t sure, but we looked suspicious.

      The key point is that he wasn’t sure, which by definition means he just suspected. In other words, he interrupted his day to stop us on suspicion of being suspicious. Unfortunately, he had all the power, and forced us to walk out of the county. So I was perhaps the last person run out of Herkimer County!! (Or at least the last white person.) I’m pretty sure that I’ve never returned, although not because of that. There’s just no reason to be in Herkimer County.

      That is your boring anecdote for the day. We now return you to the naked chicks.

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