L’Uncle and ah ‘ave le peaceful discussion about le politic and le world affair.
Ah listen to ‘is point of view.
Ah am not really listening – ‘e know nothing about World affair or le politic, beside it is all in Australian. Ah am ‘umming la tune as ‘e drone on.

‘And bleuh bleuh crocodile up a jacaranda tree’ ‘e go.
Or something lark that.
Then ‘e show me ‘is tongue. Now ah am quite interested.

Naturally, ah show ‘im mah tongue.

Then ‘e show Muzzeur ‘is tongue.

So ah show ‘er mah tongue too.
‘ROCK and ROLL’ ah yell.

‘Son,’ ‘e say, and ah know ah am in for le lecture, ‘have you been into the clover?’

‘Because you know it’s not good for you’.

‘You are not le boss of me L’Uncle’ ah yell.

‘Oi think you’ll foind oi am the boss of you you hairy leeddle tosser’, ‘e yell back.

‘Ah may be le ‘airy Tosseurr L’Uncle, but at least ah am not le Old Man’

‘Oi may be an Old Man but at least oi don’t act loike a one armed Koala on a leaky lilo’.

‘Well L’Uncle,’ ah roar, ‘At least ah am, er, ah –  a one arm koala on a leakyLilo L’Uncle?’
Ah ‘ave no idea what this is but if it act lark me it must be pretty cleveur.

Suddenly L’Uncle stop and stare at me –
‘You look exactly loik the missing little known more hairy BeeGee brother’  ‘e say.
As usual ah ‘ave no idea what ‘e is on about – ‘oo are le BeeGees? they must be very l’andsome.