DECLINED
Thursday, 01 April 2004 12:00
DUNEDIN: DECLINED you fool! Did you really think that money had somehow magically appeared in your account? I can tell by looking at you, you worthless twig, that you barely have enough money to pay my 30 cent transaction fee. What? Try it without the $3 cash? You are a heavyweight aren't you? I bet you and George Sorus have fantastic holidays swanning around the Caribbean together on your luxury yachts. Your only care in the world the melodious fluctuations of the baht.

DECLINED.

Put the pie

back in the warmer, you tramp. There will be no half-warmed meat delicacy for you today. Perhaps you would be more at home with a 20 cent mixture or a packet of gum to stave off the wolves. You have no

place here in the world of commercial exchange. Turn and walk my friend. Turn and walk. The walk of the shamed. The walk of the disenfranchised. Return to your unheated flat to contemplate an afternoon of talkback radio and community newspapers.



Perhaps you will return; bitter but not broken by your ordeal. On that day I will be waiting for you. But be warned. You cannot bluff me. Next time you enter 9225 into my waiting buttons you'd better have money in your account, my friend. Or, once again, you will have to walk shamefaced and hungry all the way back to your flat to search despairingly down the back of your sofa for loose change and half smoked cigarette butts.
DECLINED you fool!!!