THE AUSSIE INVASION!

How sad, you people here on a Saturday night.


Oh, right....

 

Well I'm here. And despite my current over 18ness, I have no ID, and as such can't get into any pubs. Which is why I'm home.

That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

 

Well c'mon, you mean you think we actually have lives?


*bows*

Yet another Aussie!!

 

I have a life!

Not a very good one, I admit, but...

Welcome to the invasion, Kieca.

 

Im an old hand at invasions


You see this scar on my skull here? I got it from Nam.

You see how my arms all disjointed? I got it from Nam.


If you don't know, I have a little brother called Nam

 

*tests the fuzzy carpet with her feet*
Oooh, what a lovely invasion this is! May I join you?
*sits down on a recliner and grabs a cup of tea*

 

*pulls up couch and sits down with a pint*
Took the couch from the pub, and the witches hates? oh they're free with evry 5th pint....


They are...

 

Oooh, don't mind if I do.

*sits down and starts to sip tea.*

Uh...what KIND of tea is this?

 

*sniffs tea*
Um ... coffee tea ...

 

I don't think the locals are too concerned with this antipodean assault.

 

*puts tea back down on table*

Gecko, I don't think that's coffee...um...where did you guys put the petrol for the tanks?

 

You mean we've successfully invaded England? Aww, and I was just getting started ...

 

*looks at coffee, looks at pint...*

You know, someone should come up with something....

 

Okay I bought up all the M-16's, grenades and Cheese Wizz from the beach head!

 

*brings in a couple of pitchers of beer*
Evening guys!

 

I'm takin' the Cheese Wizz!
*grabs Cheese Wizz, takes up a defensive posture*

 

aww, it must be a weekend, or after 5, now how did Caeser do this?

 

*hands out marshmellows*

I bags the grenades!

 

GUNPLAY!!! YAY!!!!!!!!

*runs around shooting in the air...*

 

*runs around with Cheese Wizz, humming the Mission Impossible theme*

 

Nous détruirons ces niggots filthly anglais!

 

*shrugs*

I'll just use this petrol coffee. Don't know WHAT I'll use it for, but anyway...

 

*runs round throwing half chewed up jaffas at people, humming the gummi beat theme*

 

*shoulder rolls, springs to her feet, dives under a chair. Crouched for a while, then throws herself at a closed window*

 

*Fires a M-16 widly into the air*

WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP!