I on the other hand would be lucky to pick out the USA on a map
Tie me kangaroo down, sport, and keep me cockatoo cool. Y'know, me sheila used to ROFL harris off at Rolf Harris. So did I, come to think on it.
Here's a coupla more great numbers ...
http://www.pandas.currantbun.com/Rolf/dance.html
http://www.pandas.currantbun.com/Rolf/dance2.html
Just a reference to my pathetic geography skills, I think the USA and OZ may be just big enough for me to see.
I used to be able to name and place all the countries bigger than tasmania on the world map. Can't do it anymore.
Heck, Wilso, there are millions of Amuricans that can't do that, including about 75% of our high-school students, from what I hear.
Foster's ain't bad.
Is that Extremely Wonderful enough?
Just wishing I could rate posts as valuable, 'cause theres a couple of corkers here!!
Rolf Harris?
Do I have to apologise for him AGAIN?!
Look, goddammit, he has been in Pommyland for 50 years now - you Brits can apologise for him now.
But.... I can and will, at every opportunity, apologise for Rupert Murdoch - he is a hometown boy.....waaaaaaaah!
DW - you could explain how we used to import "10 Pound Pommies" to this fine nation. And we did EXPORT Rupert Murdoch - well, actually he was a big frog that found a bigger pond.
The Song
Dashing through the bush,
in a rusty Holden Ute,
Kicking up the dust,
esky in the boot,
Kelpie by my side,
singing Christmas songs,
It's Summer time and I am in
my singlet, shorts and thongs
Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
Christmas in Australia
on a scorching summers day, Hey!
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Christmas time is beaut!,
Oh what fun it is to ride in a rusty Holden Ute.
Engine's getting hot;
we dodge the kangaroos,
The swaggie climbs aboard,
he is welcome too.
All the family's there,
sitting by the pool,
Christmas Day the Aussie way,
by the barbecue.
Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
Christmas in Australia
on a scorching summers day, Hey!
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Christmas time is beaut!,
Oh what fun it is to ride in a rusty Holden Ute.
Come the afternoon,
Grandpa has a doze,
The kids and Uncle Bruce,
are swimming in their clothes .
The time comes 'round to go,
we take the family snap,
Pack the car and all shoot through,
before the washing up.
Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
Christmas in Australia
on a scorching summers day, Hey!
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Christmas time is beaut!,
Oh what fun it is to ride in a rusty Holden Ute.
Good morin y'all down there.
He must bow a little lower, Msolga, you feel?
Evenin', JD.
dlowan
Nope, not lower, just something EXTREMELY ENTHUSIASTIC! With great conviction.
Over to you, pueo.
It's a rather quiet Eve around here, doncha think?
Great jingle, JD.
The renowned Aussie Bar-b-q.
(keep tryin', pueo buddy ... think of the cute lil qualler bears with them
ol' faces.)
The qualler tea of Mertze is not strained.....
