November 18, 2008
Planning a naval bombardment of Australia?
Now's your chance. Navy takes two months off for Christmas!
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Nothin' 'ere worth bombarding, mate. Even the Japs only 'ad a bit of a stab during WW2 at Darwin before realisin' it aint worth it. (and that's what we want the world to keep thinking, too, cos we know when we're on to a good thing)
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Let's do it just for fun. Monkeys! General quarters!!!
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Oh, sure. They'll TELL us they're on vacation, but the minute we stand to our guns they'll jump out from behind the opera house and BAM!
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Yeah ... except for my bro. But who would attack the country while this guy is on duty? You are in safe hands Australia. Crack open another beer over Chrissy and rest safe.
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Nice baby! Nice tatt!
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Fuck it. I'm attacking anyway. *launches rowing boat*
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*sets up lawn chair on promontory, cracks open a Chrissy beer, and waits for kit's amphibious assault*
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I'm heading in the right direction, aren't I? ATTAAAAAAACK!!!!!!!!!
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Aussie squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! Lord, there's something really sexy about that adorable baby against that hairy chested bald guy. Rowrrrr! Ahum! Anyway, were was I? Oh, yes, Australia. Who would want it? It's all dried out now and stuff.
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It is still green around the edges, right?