Tierra Non Boncatus

What does Tierra Non Boncatus mean?‘, asked the boy.

‘Where d’ya see that?’, replied his father

On the sign, next to the fence, and the man in uniform.’

‘Jesus, that’s the border. Well spotted son. We almost wandered onto Scandoonian land.’

‘STOP! COME NO FURTHER!’, yelled the uniformed man by the fence.

‘Don’t worry, neither of us ever want to set foot in your smelly country.’

‘GOOD, I’M GLAD.’

‘Well …we’re glad you’re glad.’

‘FINE THEN, I’M GLAD YE’RE GLAD I’M GLAD.’

‘Fine then, goodbye.’

‘GOODBYE YOURSELVES.’

‘See what I mean about Scandoonians son? …we’ve nothing in common with them.’