George: He's closed his eyes!
Ringo: Goodness!
Big Kev: I'm from Queensland.
Ringo: Whatever are we to do?
George: Well, our mission is clear. Our command is clear. We must do as we were told.
Big Kev: I'm here to help.
Ringo: Are you sure?
George: Sure of what?
Big Kev:
You know folks, as I was saying to my very close compadres at the
United Nations the other day, East Asia has
gone through a dramatic realignment in the past few decades. Did you
know just as one dynamic example that China's production of those little
brown paper bags that yours truly as a happy little vegemite might get a
dim sim or three in, has had production increase
80-fold. 80-fold!
Ringo: That he is the chosen one?
George: Isn't it clear? Look at his nose. One day Chumpo here will save the galaxy.
Big Kev: But it's not just dim sims. It's wontons as well.
Ringo: So I guess we must.
George: That's right.
Big Kev: Fair shake of the sauce bottle - Okonomiyaki also.
Ringo: We can't let him leave him
can we?
George: We also can't give the game away.
Ringo: Best we blend into the landscape whilst offering protection. I'll take his tummy.
George: I'll take his left shoulder and line up with his nose. He won't suspect a thing.
George: I'll take his left shoulder and line up with his nose. He won't suspect a thing.
Big Kev: That's all from me folks - I'd better zip.
Ringo: You bet you are.
George: You bet I am.
PS: Stay tuned for Cedric the Turkey. He was unavailable for this draw due to his winning a free ride on the Blimp.
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