I have recently become aware that a few of my threads may be considered anti-Australian in tone.

Particularly Australia bashing and How many of these Australians do you know

So I would like to ask my Australian friends here:
1) Do you consider my threads to be abusive and anti-Australian

and


2) If not, why not? Where am I going wrong? What does it take to get under the skin of you people? I've bashed you bunch of drongoes seven sundays from a lamp post and I still don't get a rise from you!! Even after we strode into your country with our chariots swinging low, even after we refused to hand our urn over!!!

Ha! So you thought old Donut was going soft didja? You thought that "was all we got"! Well you thought wrong my chain dragging friends¬! I've got a plum in my mouth and I stick my pinkie out when I'm having afternoon tiffin!!!

Blaaarrgh! Shhhhh! The bloke in the white coat has noticed my manaical eyes and is coming over! No! Not the crayons - please don't take the crayons. The bells made me deaf you know!!

;)

[ 03-01-2004, 10:11 AM: Message edited by: Donut ]

1) No - we appreciate good "piss-takers" in this country, so your threads are smiled at rather than creating any froth.

2) Why not - because we know the best way to annoy a pom (other than to give him a bath) is to smile indulgently when they are really tryin to annoy the crap out of you :D .

You might have won the rugby, but we won the soccer and the cricket. Our biggest rivals in the rugby are the Kiwi's, so in beating them we achieved our main goal at the World Cup. We feel that we beat the best side in the world, hence we have nothing more to prove ;) .

Wait a minute..... England lost to Australia in a footballmatch ?

Plum in your mouth? err..ok, must lose something in the 'translation' LOL....I just pictured a luau, though. [img]graemlins/1dizzy.gif[/img] [img]tongue.gif[/img]

*ducks behind the boomerang booth*

Mate I couldn't care less what you say cause I piss myself off! Gotta get a grip with that prior to worrying with you!

Oh and if you're planning a hostile take-over at least you got someone on the inside! hehe

Yeah Johnny - 3-1 was the score - the Battle of Upton Park [img]smile.gif[/img] - I can even send you a video if you want, but mind you return it cos it's a keeper :D

Yeah Johnny - 3-1 was the score - the Battle of Upton Park [img]smile.gif[/img] - I can even send you a video if you want, but mind you return it cos it's a keeper :D </font>[/QUOTE]:D :D

Clancy of the Overflow
Andrew Barton ‘Banjo’ Paterson


--------------------------------------------------------------------------------


I HAD written him a letter which I had, for want of better
Knowledge, sent to where I met him down the Lachlan, years ago,
He was shearing when I knew him, so I sent the letter to him,
Just on spec, addressed as follows, “Clancy, of The Overflow”.
And an answer came directed in a writing unexpected,
(And I think the same was written with a thumb-nail dipped in tar)
’Twas his shearing mate who wrote it, and verbatim I will quote it:
“Clancy’s gone to Queensland droving, and we don’t know where he are.”


. . . . .
In my wild erratic fancy visions come to me of Clancy
Gone a-droving “down the Cooper” where the Western drovers go;
As the stock are slowly stringing, Clancy rides behind them singing,
For the drover’s life has pleasures that the townsfolk never know.

And the bush hath friends to meet him, and their kindly voices greet him
In the murmur of the breezes and the river on its bars,
And he sees the vision splendid of the sunlit plains extended,
And at night the wond’rous glory of the everlasting stars.


. . . . .
I am sitting in my dingy little office, where a stingy
Ray of sunlight struggles feebly down between the houses tall,
And the foetid air and gritty of the dusty, dirty city
Through the open window floating, spreads its foulness over all.

And in place of lowing cattle, I can hear the fiendish rattle
Of the tramways and the buses making hurry down the street,
And the language uninviting of the gutter children fighting,
Comes fitfully and faintly through the ceaseless tramp of feet.

And the hurrying people daunt me, and their pallid faces haunt me
As they shoulder one another in their rush and nervous haste,
With their eager eyes and greedy, and their stunted forms and weedy,
For townsfolk have no time to grow, they have no time to waste.

And I somehow rather fancy that I’d like to change with Clancy,
Like to take a turn at droving where the seasons come and go,
While he faced the round eternal of the cash-book and the journal—
But I doubt he’d suit the office, Clancy, of The Overflow.


--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

[img]graemlins/hehe.gif[/img]

Very nicely put Skip [img]graemlins/hehe.gif[/img]


No Donut... We dont think that of you or your posts.

some tips though

1) Try harder

2) repeat step 1