#Spotted While Roaming In Aotearoa New Zealand:
A young human (8?) is crouched in front of a white picket fence, clutching a super soaker to his chest.
He tenses, then...
JUMPS UP
and sprays his little brother who's sleeping on the porch.
GOTCHA!
Little Brother roaring vengeance.
It. Is. On.
Two men (late teens) are trying to parallel park a car.
One rolls down the window and drawls with a grin to a couple wandering by: "Excuse me. Can you please tell my friend he's rubbish at parallel parking."
Couple laughing.
Friend howling: "I told ya I'm not done! It's work in progress! OKAY?!"
A woman (50s?) is waiting in line at a parking meter.
She says to a friend: "I've got to get home today and give my tomato plants a performance review. The little buggers have NOT met any key performance indicators and I'm NOT happy."
Her friend guffaws with laughter.
Two men (50s?), wearing high vis, the very definition of "blokes" are walking along eating pies*.
One says: "Bro, what ya gotta do is go to The Warehouse**, they've got lots of stuff there eh. All ya gotta do is look at it all."
"Look at it all?"
"Wouldn't lie to you bro. Ya just gotta LOOK!"
A patient teen (14?) is waiting while his small terrier explores where best to widdle.
Against this tree?
Hmm. No.
On this bench leg?
Definitely not.
While balanced on 70 degree incline, precariously wobbling with one leg raised.
YES.
This is definitely the spot.
Job done, they walk on.
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