Firstly I’d like to apologise to any Japanese people who are offended that I have so obviously ripped off their sacred Komainu. That said, what is the BeeHive but a temple to the dream of ascendance? The skin of our enemies flailed into a tent for debate. Verbose valediction, the art of non answering. Teams of territorial alien apes festering in staff rooms swamped in Mexican bananas. Made in NZ. Autonomy or dates. Palm oil greasing slippery fingers. Dumb phones slide to the tiles. Put your trust in me. Put your money in my belly. Crush my skull with a hammer and release the truth.
Woodfired Stoneware 1300 degrees Celsius. May spark and explode in a microwave because it's full of iron bearing rocks. May bully other crockery if left unsupervised in a cupboard environment. May spit, leak or generally be obnoxious. Handwash with the tears of mermaids. Made from New Zealand. Stamped STEER like the brand on a colt's arse.