“Woolli! The gubbas call it the “Old Man Banksia Pub!”. Us Koori Birds call it the Wadubiara pub!”
said Canungra in a bit of anger.
“Oh yeah! Well, I'm not a gubbah! Too bad! Cuz then I could make such awesome stuff!”
“WOOLLI! How could you say that! Disrespecting us Koori Birds!” shouted Canungra.
“I can be a gubba on the inside right?”
“Fine! What ever tickles your kuyungu!” said Canungra with a blank look.
Alec stomped up to the microphone. He was thinking of his victory!
“So-” but Canungra just got cut off and Alec started talking.
“I know what we did was right! Now you black fellas'll have great technology! We came here to help you! It was all a misunderstanding! You see, we were flying on a holiday 'till we saw a big island! So we flew down to it! We saw you Koori Birds struggling for survival! So we felt sad for you! Luckily, we were great builders! So we started to build stuff for you! But you thought we were making weapons! So you started to fight us! And we had no choice but to export you to a different state so you wont be hazardous to our construction! But now you've come back! So...But it's true!”
But then, Wooli yelled
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