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Chocks reporting in after my return from the Hun Homeland what what!

I used the double cloaking device produced at MI555 recently and disguised myself as that scarecrow chappie to "blend in" with the bunch of reprobates that went deep into the Hun homeland. I think that no-one spotted the ruse throughout the mission and the whole episode was a complete success.

Firstly, as agreed with the other TMT boys, we threw a bag of sand into the scarecrow chappies oil and waited for the magic to happen. It duely happened 29k from the hotel (which I am happy to mention was run by a lovely lady from lighty what what ) and the brigand managed to scrape it back to the hotel to await his recovery. Overnight I sneaked out with much stealth and guile and an amount of dark clothing what what and placed the Snark Narfling Angulated Granular detector deep within the bowels of the stricken machine.

The following morning, some chap speaking something resembling martian / gibberish turned up to collect the hungover scarecrow chappies battered wings what what. And dutifully loaded onto his V2 Rocket transporter:

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So off the hun dutifully trotted with the SNAG detector in place and ready to compile lots and lots of very important information for the cause what what. I do understand that the worzel chappy was upset with the loss of his wings for the weekend, but there have to be casualties in war, sad but unfortunately true.

Message to be continued what what!!!!!