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The ‘world’s most genetically blessed criminal’, and ‘hot convict’ Jeremy Meeks, has just been released from prison after serving his term (for weapons charges). He has been hired by a talent agency and hopes to launch a career in modelling and acting.

 

Newborn twins in Vietnam have been confirmed to have two different fathers,  according to the Centre for Genetic Analysis and Technology lab in Hanoi. A rare phenomenon, this requires the woman to ovulate two eggs at the same time, and have viable sperm from two different men waiting inside her to fertilise the eggs. The official name for the process is heteropaternal superfecundation.


Going Up

-A woman’s right to chose

-Fresh Sheets on Ur Bed

-James Corden’s Carpool Karaoke

– Food Ninja

-Lemon and Honey Gingers

 

Going Down

-The dryballs in your life

-New Shoe Blisters

-Getting a Pap smear reminder from your doctor

– Clicking ‘going’ on Facebook but not going

– Crammed lecture theatres

 


Keen to kōrero

Hoake tātou ki (te) ______

{Haw-a-keh tah-tow key}

 

Let’s go to (the) ______

 

Te Whare pukapuka = The library

Karahe = class

 

All together:

Hoake tātou ki te whare pukapuka

Let’s go to the library

 

Or Hoake ta tatou ki Liqour King

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