I knew you were just joking, that’s why there’s no text in my post. It’s sort of a “thinking about you” moment. But wait, I think about you all the time anyway, so it might be kind of moot . . .
Buying bread from a man in Brussels He was six foot four and full of muscle I said, "Do you speak-a my language?" He just smiled and gave me a Vegemite sandwich - and he said,
"I come from a land down under Where beer does flow and men chunder Can you hear, can you hear the thunder? You better run, you better take cover."