Where did we have the Big Macs? Around sunset I loaded a card table and two chairs into the ute and then I drove Terry down to the airstrip. Our assistant manager turned up with champagne then Joy, our cook, came stomping through the salt bush with a tray. When she lifted the tea towel, voila! Two Big Macs! A big red kangaroo came over to see what was going on at one point. What an evening..
Roadhouse post #4
It must be a good idea!
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