In which the pond breaks its Oreo-free diet only hours after it began the foolishness ...

Of course the pond was kidding …

The moment it realised, snuffling around under the tree, that the reptiles had let the Oreo loose, it was on to the Oreo like a flash.

She'd give "Truffles" Turnbull what for …

Now the pond isn't the first to call Malware 'Truffles' - he has a twitter feed for that - but the conjunction of Oreos and truffles was simply irresistible …

Lay into him, flay him alive, bay at the moon in distilled essence of Oreo style …

Oh there's nothing like a good-hearted right wing roast, and it's true that Malware is a complete and comprehensive failure.

Despite his best endeavours, apparently some have worked out that his abject, supine attempt to destroy the NBN, following the onion muncher's explicit orders, shouldn't be allowed to succeed:

NBN Co has gone live with its latest form of technology, fibre-to-the-curb (FTTC), with 1,000 homes in two suburbs, Coburg in Victoria and Miranda in New South Wales, the first in Australia to have the option to connect to the service. In what NBN Co described as a "world first", the new form of technology sees NBN fibre optic cable laid out to a telecommunications pit underneath the curb or footpath, with NBN Co then using the existing copper network to connect the short distance to the home. It enables fibre to be closer to the home, compared to fibre to the node (FTTN) technology, which uses the existing copper network for a longer stretch underground before it gets to the home, causing slower speeds. NBN Co said the technology could deliver wholesale speeds of up to 100 megabits per second (mbps) and had the potential to offer higher speeds through its new "copper acceleration technology", G.fast, of up to one gigabits per second. (ABC here).

Like everything else associated with Malware's NBN that claim of a 'world first' is a monstrous lie of the Donald kind, as anyone venturing to the FTTC wiki here will quickly discover …

What a bunch of useless frauds they are, and it's likely that even the Oreo realises that the onion muncher is now best sautéed in butter alongside a sizzling Malware...

But sorry, where was the pond? Bang smack middle in the middle of an Oreo smack-down ...

The pond will concede it's a minor Oreo, a marking time, a joining in with the baying reptile crowd - how they loved their thirtieth birthday - but the pond is also pleased to remind any stray punter that even a minor Oreo outing is of Harvard quality ...

Think yourself lucky, swine, that the reptiles let this pearl fall outside the paywall, and now please allow the swinish pond to enjoy a cartoon which struck a chord this past week, while reading the dog botherer blathering on about MLK, mainly as a way of giving pesky, difficult blacks yet another dog botherer hiding ...