I'm a reference librarian at heart even though my current job doesn't allow me to do much in this area anymore. I especially love random facts that are mostly useless to anybody but spark my imagination. I'm sure I drive my colleagues nuts with these.
Such as... I once found out that NZ Customs don't have a tariff on bringing in a dugong into the country. Sure - you'd have a bit of an effort to get it past the MAF people. Not to mention trying to wrestle the tank off the luggage conveyor belt. But at least you wouldn't have to pay any customs dues.
I like dugongs. Like geckos, they fascinate me. A hangover from my BSc days I would say. So discovering this little tidbit excited me :-) My sister kindly obliged me with a song to celebrate the occasion with apologies to the original writers. (The Crystals wasn't it?)
I saw it on a Monday, bought it instantly
A dugong gong gong, a dugong gong
Somebody told me it was tariff-free
A dugong gong gong, a dugong gong
Bought it instantly
It was tariff-free
Aaaaand then I shipped it home
A dugong gong gong, a dugong gong!
Knew what it was doing when it caught my eye
A dugong gong gong, a dugong gong
It looked so quiet, but my-oh-my!
A dugong gong gong, a dugong gong
Yes, it caught my eye
Yes, my-oh-my!
Aaaaand then I shipped it home
A dugong gong gong, a dugong gong!
Picked it up at seven and it looked so fine
A dugong gong gong, a dugong gong
At last I’ve got a dugong that I can call mine
A dugong gong gong, a dugong gong
Yes, it looked so fine
Yes, I call it mine
Aaaaand then I took it home
A dugong gong gong, a dugong gong!
P.S, Plus extra verse to explain about the name:
I found a name to suit him, so I call him Bob
A dugong gong gong, a dugong gong
I have a sneaky feeling he's a lazy slob
A dugong gong gong, a dungong gong
Yes, I call him Bob
He's a lazy slob
Aaaaand then I took him home
A dugong gong gong,a dugong gong!
(c) 2005
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