Two days before I left for the States, Shannon and I were out and about on the bikes, and had made a stop at the Yarra River. We're sitting there, eating a baguette and a lump of double brie, like you do, when this pesky chopper landed right next to us.
He proceeded to pick up some (presumably) rich people, take them on a 20 minute ride, then bring them home. I bet it was awesome.
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