australia day, as it were
Today is the day we can get together with a few mates, grab the barbie and the eskies and head on down the road to the few acres that old Jimmy owns. That piece of land he’s never used. Good spot for the day with all that grass and a creek for the kids to swim in, perfect for us today.
We can set up down there, lay out the pitch for the cricket match and the place is ours if we get there early enough – there will be enough of us to scare off anyone else who fancies the place, and bring plenty of piss.
Jimmy’s no problem, he’s had the place for about a hundred years and has done bugger all about it, besides, he’s a bloody coon/wog/dago/abo/slope/chink/lebo .. if he wants trouble then happy days eh? Bastard walks around like he owns the place anyway.
– and bring the kids, they need to know what Australia Day is all about.