A story about two guys with very little to do on a rainy afternoon…just listen to the recordings below. Announcers were tricked into saying them under the pretence that they were foreign names.

This is the story...

We´d go and sit on the balcony at Terminal 3 at Heathrow, directly under one of the speakers as the roof is low. We put the tape machine in our bag with the microphone poking out of the top. We´d look for a flight that´d arrived in the last 40 minutes fromsomewhere where you´d expect mental names, then write a letter saying "Could you go and pick up etc. etc. from flight, etc". That way, it looked like it´d been arranged in advance as the flight arrival details were written on the note. We also wore an ID-style badge and carried a mobile so that we looked like taxi drivers. One of us would get the first one read out and then the other did the second. We´d pretend to be unable to pronounce it and then hand them the bit of paper with the name written on it. Long winded, but well worth it!

Namnen...	Låter så här...	Lyssna!
Arheddis Varkenjaab and Aywellbe Fayed	I hate this fucking job, and I will be fired
Arhevbin Fayed and Bybeiev Rhibodie	I‘ve just been fired, and bye-bye everybody
Aynayda Pizaqvick and Malexa Kriest	I need a piss quick, and my legs are crossed
Awul Dasfilshabeda and Nowaynayda Zheet	Oo-ah, that ‘ s better and now I need a shit
Makollig Jezvahted and Levdaroum DeBahzted	My colleague just farted, and left the room, the bastard
Steelaygot Maowenbach and Tuka Piziniztee	Still, I got my own back and took a piss in his tea