A word or two from our overlords

Meanwhile, upstairs at the Melbournian, slowly, but surely, they drew their plans against the smogboxes

Tiddles: The people shut inside those cocoons (autos) with the artificial air fanned on them and rigidly subject to traffic controls are to be pitied. They have access to so little of the outdoors, even though such access may have once been the impetus for owning an auto.

Fluffy: This makes me think of one of the more bizarre excuses people come up with for not commuting to work by bike instead of car, "What about all the car exhaust? I wouldn't want to be out there in the open with all those fumes." As if the air in cars is somehow magically purified by the act of being sucked in somewhere up near the front grille (near the exhaust of the car in front of them) and run through the air conditioning or heating system.

Tiddles: Strewth, that twunt in the red Dunnydoor nearly pinballed those cyclists off the frog & toad!

Fluffy: SHITTEEE - the fuggin Dunnydoor's now busted the redlight camera.

Tiddles: Thats a cool $200 plus possible demerits...

Fluffy: Rightio, I'm dobbing this arseclown onto idiotdriver

Tiddles: Top marks there Fluffster, we must take care of our well-trained human staff. I'm off to pull in a few favours from D24.

With apologies to the kitten motherlode and the much missed genius of Ken Kifer