Part 3 – Countertwang!

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The Kiwis, stranded on Bondi Beach, watched as the South Island zoomed in a big circle, turning wide to come back. This time round, the naughty Aussie called Bruce mooned the poor Kiwis!

‘What an ugly bum!’ they all said.

‘Shirelle,’ said the Chief Kiwi, ‘lend me your knicker elastic will you?’

‘Why, Chief Kiwi! I’m shocked –’ said Shirelle, who was a very well behaved Kiwi.

‘Be shocked later, love, just hurry up and give me the elastic.’

Soon the Chief Kiwi had a length of elastic stretched over the end of her thumb, while Shirelle modestly held her pants to stop them from slipping down.

Bruce was still mooning the Kiwis. As the Aussies turned for another pass, the Chief Kiwi released the elastic and twanged Bruce the cheeky Aussie right on his bare bum.

The Aussie let out an awful nerve-rending screech.

The entire Kiwi nation winced from the shores of Bondi Beach.

‘That’s got to smart,’ someone said.

Bruce pulled up his trousers and made a rude sign with his hand.

‘Yeah, yeah, you want some more, do you?’ shouted the Kiwis. ‘Come and get it if you think you’re hard enough. We’re going to eat all the food in your fridge, Aussies, we’re going to all use your toilet and not flush even once!’

‘Enough!’ said the Chief Kiwi. ‘The Aussies are very naughty people, but we don’t need to stoop to their level. Besides, with their ecological mismanagement, they probably don’t have enough water to flush.’

The Kiwis laughed.

‘No, Kiwis, there are other ways to get our own back.’

And the Chief Kiwi gave a sly smile as she told them her plan…