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Elderly live in fear!!!

I have endeavoured to warn the world of the threat posed by rampaging wallabies previously on this blog, but did people listen? Of course they didn't!

Some people seem to think that just because they're little, furry, cuddly and herbivores, wallabies are not brutal, godless killing machines. Thank the lord for the good folk in the proud state of Queensland (for our American friends, think Texas, only with cane toads, corruption and slow talking).

One of the world's most respected newspapers, The Townsville Bulletin, has lifted the lid on the murky morass that is the moral quagmire of the elderly/marsupial relationship in the Smart State in the year 2008.

As the bold graphic in the Bulletin piece says, these cold blooded killers are stalking seniors! Consider these terrifying facts people:
  • Faeces left on patios, with residents opening their back doors and stepping in it!
  • A vision impaired old dear was innocently hanging clothes on the washing line, only to discover a wallaby standing next to her!!!
As Carlyle Gardens resort manager Leigh Bradley says: "residents do not need that, they need to be safe."

It really is only a matter of time before one of these rogue beasts kills somebody. I for one would support any proposal to arm the elderly residents of Townsville (particularly the vision impaired), with semi-automatic weapons in order to enhance the quality of life and keep the streets safe from these menacing marsupials.

Comments

smudgeon said…
They're just as bad as them sex-crazed wombats! No wonder I never leave the house un-chaperoned...
USelaine said…
Ghastly! Perhaps it would encourage progress if good wallaby recipes were circulated.
At least you don't have to put up with the murderous giant hissing cockroaches. Imagine an elderly person slipping on the slimy guts of one of those and cracking their head on the patio!
I parked my motorcycle right above the proverbial banana skin today (really, and it had a whole slippery banana inside it, too), but I didn't call the cops to arrest it for threatening my well-being!
I wonder if wallabies go well with cockroaches and bananas, we might be on to soemthing.
Thanks for sounding the alert! It sounds very dangerous in a cut, fuzzy, sort of way.
alice said…
It's very frustrating for me to be not able to well understand what you write on this blog...I get the main meaning but I don't get the subtleties, what a pity.
But I do appreciate your comments about my little photos, easier isn't it? ;-)
Anonymous said…
I do like your concern for us elderly folk. I am all for the remedies you outlined but I would, for one, at least, prefer a hand gernade or a stick of dynamite. Not to do so much damage to the animal but to wake up the neighbors.
Anonymous said…
Your labels made me laugh as much as the actual post.
Anonymous said…
...so they f$cking should.
Kris McCracken said…
Me, it is a vicious and brutal land, Australia...

USelaine, I don’t mind wallaby, but it is very much on the gamey side. Better than possum though.

Mary, I have yet to see a cockroach here in Tasmania. They do have them further north though. I like the idea of a banana/cockroach/wallaby smoothie. As long as it was organic!
Kris McCracken said…
Boise Diva, the worst I reckon that they’d do was accidently trip you over.

Alice, me, subtle?!? I do see what you mean though. I don’t mind the odd bit of word play, and that must be tricky in a second language. I like your photos though!

Abe, you’re on to something. Guns alone aren’t another grenades and trench mortars will probably work best!
Kris McCracken said…
Jackie, I’m starting to loosen up with my labels. I was very rigid before, but now am relaxing. They’re my labels after all!

Hallam, I was waiting for that...

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