Back of Beyond

I’m off, I said.
Where?
Back of Beyond
Pardon?
Past the Black Stump
You jest?
Not me, mate – it’s up the Boo-Aye
Where?
Up The Back
There is no such place, surely?
You reckon?
Well there is – I’m going Troppo
God lord
You won’t find me, I’m gonna shoot through
A rifle?
Listen here, ya drongo, I’m headin’ off -
The Styx
I do not understand
Well you wouldn’t, mate
You’re a city fella. Know nothing
I’m going to the Wops
The Wops?
Yeah, turn left at Yackandah
Oh I see
Nah, don’t think so, mate – not a bloody chance