In which the pond has its usual TGIF with scintillating Sharri ...

While the reptiles of Oz maintain their rage, sweet Sharri was busy hailing the trickster ...

After the surfeit of gloom and despair over at the lizard Oz, it was with vast relief that the pond turned to startling Sharri for its TGIF fun ...

Who better than sparkling Sharri to advise that once again Malware has done a Houdini and escaped danger by the skin of his teeth, boldly and bravely shutting down rogues and comrade Bill?

It was like stepping out of Victorian weather into the Sydney sunshine ... even though it seemed to involve a trickster ...

It's amazing how many times Malware's name gets associated with cheap tricks ... and what a stinker that band was ...

Well it's never too late for a trick, or a Sharri treat, so it's on with the feast ...

Oh wait, the pond got the card wrong. Clearly it should have been ...

Oh that's not going to fly, just look at the illustration the reptiles provided for Sharri as she tries to put a 'rabbit out of the hat' gloss on the recent rampantly socialist proceedings... Malware being dragged kicking into a temple of pain ...

If only the lizards of Oz had read this, how they'd have been uplifted at the Sharri news of secret plans and clever tricks and Malware a winner ...

Oh dear, but enough of the deep thinking, it's time for some reptile gloom ...

Indeed, indeed, strategic planning at its finest ... the pond was immediately reminded of an historical parallel, a game-changing letter for the times that sorted out everything ...

And there's more to celebrate ... a lack of consultation ... and more to blame, those bloody selfish people in opposition, daring to oppose, and those selfish bloody Nats ...

Oh dear, should the pond have tried a different card?

You see, after all the spin, Sharri ends on a truly gloomy note ...

Well the pond could have ended with an image of a train or a tram wreck ...

... but who wants to talk about public transport or infrastructure in NSW these days?

(here).

Now if only John Barilaro would resign before Christmas, as a gift to the state of NSW, its infrastructure, and public transport, and take the rest of the rabble that calls itself a government with him ...

Never mind, rather than trainwrecks and Xmas gifts, Rowe favoured stuck pigs, and whatever Rowe says goes at the pond, with more Rowe to go to here ...