Lung the Legendary rides into the fledgeling city of Sydney on his tamed beast of the graceful stride to address the elders which have long come to rejoice in the wise and thoughtful leadership of the chosen one (namely myself).
"The lands we have discovered are bountiful with food and wonder!" boasted the great one, and the elders rejoiced. "There are vast fields of crops for us to harvest, and hordes of wild beasts to devour in every direction" said the legendary one, and the elders rejoiced.
Filled with joy over the promising future of the Australian people, the elders brought out quantities of a strange fermented brew called "beer" which the elders had spent their misguided youth inventing.
"Hail Lung, hail Lung!!" cried the crowds, as th merryment continued long into the night (and not much has changed in six thousand years, i might add ).
Lung => Paul turn 12
"The lands we have discovered are bountiful with food and wonder!" boasted the great one, and the elders rejoiced. "There are vast fields of crops for us to harvest, and hordes of wild beasts to devour in every direction" said the legendary one, and the elders rejoiced.
Filled with joy over the promising future of the Australian people, the elders brought out quantities of a strange fermented brew called "beer" which the elders had spent their misguided youth inventing.
"Hail Lung, hail Lung!!" cried the crowds, as th merryment continued long into the night (and not much has changed in six thousand years, i might add ).
Lung => Paul turn 12
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