So this bloke pops out o' nowhere and scares the living bee-geezus outta me and says ... what the living friggin' hell are youse on about Brother??" and I looks at him at I reckon he's got a few roos loose in the top paddock 'cos I never seen this bloke or spoken to him at all ... EVER!! So's I says to the poor dopey bastard "Hey," i says "Hey what's your caper mate, I never seen or said nothin' more to ya's than I'd talk to me dead Aunty Polly"
He says to me ...
"oh ... sorry ... wrong bastard"
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