Is that your home town, Joe?
Bloody grim out these days even been raining for hours.
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Just gave the car a nice valet and hand wax, went inside to get a drink came out to find a massive pigeon shit on the bonnet.
Fvck feeding them again.
Lucky you didn't have holy bags as well!
And I'm not here all week, before you ask. We escape to Ol' Blighty next week.
We passed this on the way to school this morning... a bit perplexing to be honest... well, in a normal country anyway. Pretty much par for the course in this mad house.
And while I'm on the subject... another bemusing accident we passed last week on the way home from school... in a busy, built up area... but again, not unusual around here.
I used to wonder how they managed it... until I lived here for around 12 minutes. Now I wonder how most of them actually get home alive each evening.
^^that is a bizarre amount of damage to the white saloon compared with the old truck. Even its side skirt panels have come off and the front wing looks like tin foil shredded off a donner kebab
Saturday arvo picnic on the beach with a wild wakka wakka woman as one of the local indigenous tribes is known; a lesser known branch of our aboriginal brethren
She came up to my shoulders in her high heel boots but opted to go back to her car for sequinned sandals for an actual stroll along the beach.
Not really dark-as-sin skin, but the dark pigmentation seems to vanish after only half a generation of dominant whitey invasion-day alleles
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