Drunk abo­rig­i­nal man to drunk friends: I just got out of jail. My mum’s been cry­ing for me, my dog’s been pray­ing for me, my un­cle Bob’s been pray­ing for me, all to get me back to Nar­ro­gin. I tell you, I’m the king of that town.

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