This dismayed the aborigine. Without the crack head kookabura, he wouldn't have the creature to laugh at his jokes, or wake him. (he hated watchs and clocks)
The painter, annoyed at the length of time it was taking for the aborigine to bring his diggeredoo, suggested giving it some dead baby chicks, and it might come around.
The aborigine had no dead baby chicks.
The painter shook its head and says "step aside". Out of his paint box, he pulls out a large jar of black goo.
He steps forward and rubs it on the kookaburas' head.
Amazing results follow...
Puzzled, the aborigine asks "what magic is this."
The painter replies "White man magic, vegimite, made from the best beers"
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