Excuse Me, Stewardess; I Speak Awwwwwstralleon.
I’m not sure, but I think Bruce said that he and Bruce and the other guy named Bruce first needed to insert the johnson boom into the drambuie, and then the platypus gaff had to be heated up and struck against the velvet hammer repeatedly. Then they couldn’t take the sound of one another’s fricatives and glottals any more and put on earmuffs. Then they flew a tiny airplane with a V-2 buzzbomb pulsejet motor on it, which they said they stole from the Nazis back when they annexed Australia.
I think.
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Thanks for posting this SippicanCottage.
They’re actually New Zealanders. A common mistake by our North American cousins.
Similar to how we (Australians) can’t usually tell between an American and Candaian accent.
Jack Potter
Tasmania, Australia
Lovely plumage
Lovely, but it was the V1 which had that pulse jet.
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