Sawii, awe out of A-mexi-ka

I'm sawii, we'a awe out of dat. A tourista from the future came to the late north west to see new found artzi-facts from the remnants of a very short lived culture that couldn't have lasted more than a hundred and fifty years. The only artzi-facts were of entertainment value. A fictitious account, of a cultures struggle of sun stricken pale skin species, who's fork tongue brought about their eternal demise. Sawii, the tongs have the Ayes/eyes/I's-is. Enter, Ra meats, the dragon with flied lice!