goodness. You know, I almost was about to ask you to send in your resume, until I read the last bit.
Marmite? Dude, do some research. That shit is terrible.
goodness. You know, I almost was about to ask you to send in your resume, until I read the last bit.
Marmite? Dude, do some research. That shit is terrible.
Well, thank you!
:eek:
That’s besti… erm… humanality, isn’t it? 
Personally, I agree. I’d rather eat rancid mouse spread, myself. But, I personally know a handful of authentic Australians and they all love Marmite (well, actually Vegemite, but who’s keeping track) spread on toast. Contrary to popular belief, the plural of anecdote is indeed data, therefore, by extrapolation, all Aussie’s love Marmite/Vegemite—even you. (Perhaps you deny it even to yourself.)
Now that we have that cleared up, I’ve packed my dusting powder and booked my flight on Qantas Airway. See you in a jiffy, mate.
Must… resist…
Must… not… buy… top-quality… amateur… lesbian… porn 
(Also known as “I wonder if I can hide the credit card bill from my fiancee?”
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I’m an Authentic Kiwi/Aussie (Hurrah for Dual Citizenship!), and Marmite is indeed a most divine spread, the enhancer of toast, provider of nourishment, and it also doubles as a long-term preservative for machinery parts in a pinch. 
BTW, Qantas actually stands for “Queensland & Northern Territory Aerial Service”, so the terminal “Airways” is somewhat redundant- much like referring to an “ATM Machine” or a “Pin Number”. 
Of course, if abby needs a hand with her cinematic works, I’m already in the country, so I’ve got at least an 18 hour headstart on you… 
I don’t like marmite.
There’s a big difference, and that difference matters to Australians. Abby is a huge fan of vegemite, but not marmite.
I’m the opposite, not that I can find any around here.
True indeed, I work with many Australians who see it as a matter of patriotic pride to support the inferior Vegemite, when every Brit knows that Marmite is the daddy.
Rather than expend precious time cultivating a palate refined enough to discern subtleties between Marmite and Vegemite, your time would be better spent trying to avoid your dangerous Aussie animacules: box jellyfish, funnel web spider, stone fish, blue ring octopus, tiger snake, deadly giant wombat and the notorious poisonous wallaroo. I’m just sayin’.
Why hijack a perfectly good thread with Vegemite, etc.?
Brits don’t know what marmite is. In the UK, the stuff in the jar called marmite is appalling stuff, suitable only for giving kids nightmares.
Antipodian Marmite (from Sanitiarium) is the real deal - black as an All Blacks jersey and twice as strong as the forward pack.
No comparison 
Si
Can we please get back to a discussion of amateur lesbian porn? The vegemite/marmite discussion is two doors down.
Thank you for your support.

Does Marmite taste like amateur lesbians?
Aren’t female apes the primary target demographic for Playgirl? Or was this some non-human ape, say, a gorilla?
If that’s the case, I can see why human males would be appealing as a sex fantasy. Male gorillas… Well, let’s just say that “hung like a gorilla” isn’t a compliment.
“Gorilla my dreams, I adore you!”
ducks and runs
I wonder if there is any amateur lesbian porn involving marmite?
*The Adventures of Debby, Tom and Marsha: Tom won’t go down on Deb, but Mar might. *
You know, I expect many things from threads involving amateur lesbian porn, but choking on my own spit from laughter is not one of them.
You don’t know lesbian porn well enough, I feel 