"Why yea! Thee thusly haveth a big esky full-eth of coldies!" replieth Roger the Divine, "John! Doth Thee haveth a bottle opener?"

"Of course!" sayeth John the Mysterious and He pulleth one from His toolbox.

"Dears!" sayeth The Lord God Freddie, "These flies art bad, art they not?"

"Yea, they art, but stoppeth a moment and I shalt fit Thou camels with Thine latest invention!" sayeth John the Mysterious.

"What art it?" asketh Roger the Divine.

"It art an automatic fly swatter that attacheth unto the camels arse!" sayeth John the Mysterious proudly.

"How ingeniouseth!" sayeth The Lord God Freddie and He wert impressed.

"Oh damneth!" sayeth Roger the Divine, "Thee didst thusly want to watch the cricket today!"

"Oh! Pull-eth over under this tree and Thee willst hook up a satellite connection for-eth Thee!" sayeth John the Mysterious.

"Thou art bloody brilliant!" sayeth Roger the Divine.

And so it was that the Gods stopped under the shade of a tree to watch the cricket.