Carn blokes, appy ozzy day.
Anyone head down the ruba dub dub for a pigs ear before gettin in trouble from the trouble and strife?
Perhaps head to a mates place to turn some grass into lawn while the old chook made some vegemite sangas after hang in yer kit on the hills hoist?
Before taking a long neck and making tracks in the coup utility to see the tin lids?
