The weather. Tomorrow, expect a... Biting cold front. Mmm, how naughty. I wonder what I'll be wearing or taking off. The night will be wild and untamed. Expect heavy, lashing rain that'll soak you to the skin. By Monday, temperatures will rise slowly but surely reaching their peak in the afternoon.

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Okay, I've got another story here from Australia.

The gentleman is from Townsville in Queensland, Australia.

He writes,

One time when I was a younger lad, I saw some Yowie's attack a boomer.

That's an old gray kangaroo. When I saw them come out, I hid behind an old tree

stump. They grabbed his back legs and ripped them right off and then held them up like

trophies. Another Yowie, much bigger and older looking than the others, came out of the bush.

I was six feet, seven inches tall back then then and even the smallest of the three made me look small.

The big one's body had more muscles than the Incredible Hulk.

I watched them and they started fighting over the kill.

The two younger ones took the legs from the boomer,

they growled like lions and started smashing each other with the kill. The two younger ones took the legs from the boomer, they growled like lions and started smashing each other with the legs. It was so powerful that I felt the ground vibrating

under my feet. The bigger Yowie towered over them like a tree and he growled. It was so loud that I

lost control of my bowels. He banged the two younger ones

heads together like wrestlers and then kicked one in the chest. It flew into the air and into the

billabong. In Australia, a billabong is like a small lake. But this was no small billabong. It was big

enough to hold some big old saltwater crocks, some as long as 20 feet that I had seen myself.

The yaoi hit the water right by an old salty crock, and he grabbed the crock by the tail and picked it up right out of the water, and he punched it in the head.

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