Well tassie, a most difficult pancake you've put forward here. Maybe the Moa and the Dodo would still be alive. Nah, probably not but I reckon the flightless ones, given their lower socio-economic status, would have been duped into signing up for dodgy homeloans to buy a six wheel home instead of a four wheel one. They would have then lit out for Vegas and blown the lot. This would then spark an avine sub-prime mortgage credit crisis and cause the nectar, insect and small rodent markets to plummet. Australia would have been okay as the booming Chinese bird economy demanded increasingly greater amounts of Tasmanian kelp, Northern Territory swampgrass, Queensland macadamia nut shells and Murray River red gum branches to fuel its modernisation drive.
As for my recruitment, I can't remember what happened. I just woke up here one morning with a pounding hangover, feathers in my mouth, a propeller beanie on my head and garbed in a lycra platypus outfit, crying
"Drinks, anyone? Anyone?". Fortunately I found a gallon jar of Old Brainkiller Rum and all has been well with the world ever since.
