I’m confused by the difficulty of a “Septic” being accepted by Aussie society. They’re quite friendly people; we got on well when I lived there for 6 months. Seriously, it wasn’t difficult. I never felt discriminated against or looked down on, and I’m as American as they come. They even asked me to join their armed forces! (Of course, they then rescinded the invitation as soon as I spoke, the ingrates. Ungrateful lot. But still super fun and good people.)
No doubt they intend the “buried container of sewage” nickname in the most affectionate way possible.
We were just too subtle about it for you to notice. 
Funnily enough, once you actually get to Australia, the rule is reversed- the farther north you go, the more redneck it is. Not available in Tasmania. 
And Robin Williams and Kevin Rudd are both right. 
It actually makes sense. It’s based on relative proximity to the equator.
Ja, because if they’re anything, the Aussies are subtle.
Is it possible to sit through that much question time in one go? I don’t think the politicians can… I defiinitely can’t!
Congratulations, you’ve managed to combine the worst aspects of both Australia and Alabama.
You do realise he’s from Queensland, right Duckster?
Y’know what, why don’t you fuck off. Go invade some helpless country on faked intelligence or torture some people to death in one of your secret CIA prisons or go throw mountains of money at your failed corporate overlords or mindlessly stuff yourself with fast food while watching the latest reality show fad.
We’ll do that if you’ll put another shrimp on the barbie for us.
This is true and it does make his clumsy and inept attempt at humour surprising. But then he can’t rely solely on Queensland votes, so he does have to act dumb so as to pander to the rest of the country now and again.
Yes, because rhyming slang is all about the relation of the words, and nothing to do with the fact it rhymes!
What a “Barclay’s banker”!
It’s those internal demons, the conflict between being the 24/7 control freak and wanting to be everybody’s best knockabout mate at the BBQ.
The head prefect who thinks he’s a rebel because he sometimes leaves the top button of his shirt undone. Or when he tied himself in knots over using the phrase “fair shake of the sauce bottle” rather than the near universal “fair suck of the sauce bottle”, because the latter is a bit risque for our Kev’s sensibilities.
Rudd is a politician. He said what he thought Australians wanted to hear.
I think he misjudged.
No, he’s Tintin.
That’s the kind of program where the ads deserve their name of “breaks”.