Clic!Kung Spear

I don't know about you but when I'm out wi' me !Kung hunter gatherer mates up Kalahari Desert I get a tad parched like. Woe it be for me, Melanie Sykes in't about to offer me nice pint a bitter to quench me unabating thirst.

So, wi' mouth dryer than Nun's pyjamas, I find it proper hard to communicate with me !Kung brothers and sisters. It's all those bloody !'s like. Suck tongue here, maintain double oral closure there, it's bonkers that! I got nowt saliva in gob, so every time I go t' click a consonant I can feel a blood blister forming on roof of mouth.

Anyway, I had an idea, so I popped down shed for me tools and set about making me a Clic!Kung Spear. I took a normal spear like, but I attached near the central hand grip a gadget that makes a range of loud clicking sounds. It works by expelling air out a hollow local root when you push down upon a button, and a reed in root clicks against the sides. Now, whenever I speak to me !Kung brothers and sisters I just press appropriate button when I need to click. It's a bloody life-saver!

Then I fashioned a cone out a dry leaves to ensure me aerodynamics weren't hindered none by clicker when hurling spear at giraffe.

Since then I've also hollowed out spear and sealed it wi' some rubber pipe. I put a rubber stopper on hilt with a wee compass in't. Makes for lovely portable thermos, and I always know me way home. Nowt affects flight too much either. I have to give it a bit more af a belt if a gemsbok starts to leg it like, but if yonder gemsbok gets away I can just have a sit down, forget me woes and have a nice hot spear of tea. Lovely.