Mum, come take this keyboard offa me, the pond can't use it anymore ...
The pond might be stepping out of the tent for a little time and could be away for a little while ...
Telstra, Telstra, beautiful NBN, I'm half crazy, singing about Daisy, like that computer on that ancient trip to the monumental stars ...
Don't worry madam, we're on your case.
Your new modem will be transmitted by post, within three to five working days ...
Could we try the pigeon post instead?
Sorry madam, Malcolm Turnbull insists on the finest technology, which is why we always use the postal service to keep things up to digital futurist speed ...
Can I at least get a message to the outside world, to let them know that I'm alive ...
Don't worry ma'am, within three to five working days, thanks to the postie, you'll be ready to rejoin Malcolm Turnbull's Australia ... believe it or not, he really knows how to play ball ...
Waiter, I have the thumbnail ready now ...
Could you please bring some nicely heated tar?
For a mad moment there DP, I thought you were about to regale us with the doings of another Pop-up Girly, 'Beautiful' Daisy Cousens. Haven't heard anything about, or from, her for a while.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, have a wee bit of heroic Rest and Resuss, and arise renewed from the consuming "flames" of Telstra and NBN.
"Look Dave, I can see you're really upset about this. I honestly think you ought to sit down calmly, take a stress pill, and think things over".
ReplyDeleteNow we just have to calmly and coolly disconnect Truffles at the next election.