So here we are again. Flight of the Mungchords or some such thing.
As I related in a distant post, long, long ago, in a paragraph far, far away, Mungolian Airmiles are a problem for many, and most do not know how to cash them in.
The solution is simple: visit the Mungs in person at one of their so-called "concerts".
How can this help?
Well, it's all to do with the removal of gravity and other natural physical laws of the universe as we currently choose to understand it. If you have accumulated many Mungolian Airmiles, you will be able to take a brief, yet rewarding journey on an unwavering course through the lost domains of your own fundament, admiring the sights, sounds, and especially, smells of the whole gargantuan ecosystem of your own colon.
Perhaps you may want to partake of the duty-free perfumes at this time? I know I would. And - as with all airlines - the sandwiches are probably best avoided.
Unless you're fond of that kind of chocolate bunny. Be careful not to lose your wristwatch, although time will have no meaning thanks to the Strangefruit.