Need an antidote for your mass haka gripes? Then try a beer produced by the McCashins

September 12, 2010

Praise be, a bloke down Nelson way with the splendid name McCashin has restored Alf’s faith in the collective common sense of the Tasman region community.

He had become profoundly anxious about IQ levels down there on learning that more than 2500 of the buggers had deliberately set about leaping up and down together in the rain and cold, sticking their tongues out, rolling their eyes and looking somewhat silly.

At first blush it seemed to Alf they must have suddenly become possessed by demons and he was wondering if he should bring in an exorcist.

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