OI MATES. This is a beautiful fucken’ country of ours, Australia – endless blue skies, sunburnt countries, and chock-a-block full of animals that want to straight up fucking murder us.
But today – today we’ve seen the most bloody ‘Strayan thing since Bob Hawke skolled at beer at the SCG and it’s a fucken beaut, too right, too bloody right.
Fuck off, Shazza, your #2 spot has been taken:
HERE IT IS, MATES. A bird on a Vegemite blanket calling a dog a cunt, in PERFECT imitation of old mate who spent two days at the Bathurst 1000 necking XXXX’s and now looks at the sun like he’s confused it’s still there.
STRAYA OUT.
