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In her latest fuck you to authority, the New South Wales Premier Gladys Berejiklian has relaxed a swathe of spicy cough restrictions in time for the summer break.
Dancing will be allowed back in pubs and clubs in New South Wales from Monday.
As long as everybody is dancing to a song very close to the Premier’s heart.
“Who’s going to stop me from doing it?” she asked journalists at her afternoon presser in Sydney today.
“My parents? Pfffft. The ICAC? Fuck the ICAC. People will be allowed to dance again in pubs and clubs in New South Wales as long as they’re dancing to ‘I Write Sins, Not Tragedies’ by Panic! At The Disco,”
“If you’ve got a problem with that, move to Canberra. Move to Brisbane. I don’t give a shit.”
The Premier, who was recently caught red-handed pork barrelling councils in marginal seats and councils that were forced to amalgamate ahead of the State election last year in New South Boomerstan, decided last week that she felt the world was against her and retreated to her bedroom.
She slammed the door and told everyone to “fuck off” and that “they didn’t understand what it was like to be Premier when everyone is against you”.
Reemerging this week, the Premier has since sported a new look.
More to come.
