It seems that Tamy and her rocketboots have a disco powered sister who can stand on top of CDs and use them to fly in a rocket ship towards other planets, stars or Suns.
Train stations are for frogs and stones. We fly in orbit-bubbles slippery between galaxies. Come on lads, the Pleiadians make great lemonade!
bum piss factor: the bums were all sleeping so the pigeons took over their duties and poo-bombed our chalk site. I think the Chinese invented gunpowder to blow up dirty little birdies who kept poo’ing on the castle.