mo: no way. looks like petrolleum, tastes like crap.
2) ian: I'd rather drink coffee made from civet cat shit than to taste that crap (vegemite).
3) random tourist: let me have some of that vegemite!
*spreads some vegemite thinly on a piece of bread, then eats it*
*chokes, then vomits, then passes out.*
some australian: poor fella. I feel sorry for him. *starts eating vegemite, then proceeds to hum the "happy little vegemite" jingle.*
We all enjoy our Vegemite for breakfast, lunch and tea,
Our mummies say we're growing stronger every single week,
Because we love our Vegemite,
We all adore our Vegemite,
It puts a rose in every cheek.
He was six foot four and full of muscles
I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich
And he said,
"I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover!"