Sausages!

There was a butcher in Reefton, who had better remain nameless, (but it was Austin). He had a 'hair lip' which made him talk funny - he couldn't pronounce 'esses'. These days they correct it, but back then people just lived with it.

The butcher's shop had an 'in' door and an 'out' door with a counter across on the inside. The building is still there, i think it's a cafe now. It was a great joke, for kids, to go in one door, sing out "Hello Aufftin!", and race out the other door before he could catch us.

One day, a guy came to town who also had a hair lip. He was staying in the Bellbird Motels at the bottom of the main street. He went into the butcher's, Austin came to the counter, and he asked for "a pound of faufageff"

Austin said, "What did you fay?"

"A pound of faufageff."

He picked up the meat-cleaver. "I'll give you faufageff, you Barftard!" And he chased him all the way back to the motel.

The whole town was wetting themselves. Poor guy did nothing wrong. Austin was just used to kids taking the piff out of him.

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