Of course I love ya darling
You’re a bloody top notch bird
And when I say you’re gorgeous
I mean every single word
So ya bum is on the big side
I don’t mind a bit of flab
It means that when I’m ready
There’s somethin there to grab
So your belly isn’t flat no more
I tell ya, I don’t care
So long as when I cuddle ya
I can get my arms round there
No sheila who is your age
Has nice round perky breasts
They just gave in to gravity
But I know ya did ya best
I’m tellin ya the truth now
I never tell ya lies
I think its very sexy
That you’ve got dimples on ya thighs
I swear upon me nanna’s grave
The moment that we met
I thought u was as good as
I was ever gonna get
No matter wot u look like
I’ll always love ya dear
Now shut up while the footy’s on
And get me bloody beer!
Boadicea's Chariot 
🙂
Can’t say any fairer than that! (Go Aussie in the QFs!)
There are thousands of these – try this one, “The Great Australian male”.
There are large men the whole world over
on a large and varied scale,
but none of them resemble
the Great Australian Male.
He’s rugged and he’s handsome,
he drinks beer instead of wine,
he’s always out for pleasure,
of a very simple kind.
He’s either off to see the footy
with a dozen cans or more,
or fishing with his buddies,
getting drunk along some shore.
He thinks he’s quite a lover,
and he’s sexy and discreet,
that he can get you in a quiver
from your head down to your feet.
But when he’s got you ready,
lying limpid beneath the sheet,
you hear a snore and turn around
to find him sound asleep.
He’s a funny sort of fellow
with more pride than he’s got sense
and if you told him he was wrong,
he’d only take offence.
Oh, there are men who take you dancing,
out to dinner twice a week,
men who never dress in faded jeans
or die to take a leak.
Yes, there are men the whole world over
men with “charm” and “sense of style”,
but how could we compare them to
The Great Australian Male.
What do Aussies think about Airplanes and Women?
An airplane will kill you quick . . a woman takes her time.
Airplanes like to do it inverted.
Airplanes can be turned on by a flick of a switch.
An airplane does not get mad if you ‘touch and go.’
An airplane does not object to a preflight inspection.
Airplanes come with manuals.
Airplanes have strict weight and balance limits.
You can fly an airplane any time of the month.
Airplanes don’t have parents.
Airplanes don’t whine unless something is really wrong.
Airplanes don’t care about how many other airplanes you have flown.
When flying, you and your airplane both arrive at the same time.
Airplanes don’t mind if you look at other airplanes, or if you buy airplane magazines.
If your airplane is too loose, you can tighten it.
It’s always OK to use tie downs on your airplane.
An Australian ventriloquist visiting New Zealand, walks into a small village and sees a local sitting on his porch patting his dog. He figures he’ll have a little fun.
Ventriloquist: “G’day Mate! Good looking dog, mind if I speak to him?”
Villager: “The dog doesn’t talk, you stupid Aussie.”
Ventriloquist: “Hello dog, how’s it going mate?”
Dog: “Doin’ all right, mate”
Villager: (look of extreme shock)
Ventriloquist: “Is this villager your owner?” (pointing at the villager)
Dog: “Yep”
Ventriloquist: “How does he treat you?”
Dog: “Not too bad. He walks me twice a day, feeds me great food and takes me to the lake once a week to play.”
Villager: (look of utter disbelief)
Ventriloquist: “Mind if I talk to your horse?”
Villager: “Uh, the horse doesn’t talk either….I think.”
Ventriloquist: “Hey horse, how’s it going?”
Horse: “Cool”
Villager: (absolutely dumbfounded)
Ventriloquist: “Is this your owner?” (pointing at the villager)
Horse: “Yep”
Ventriloquist: “How does he treat you?”
Horse: “Pretty good, thanks for asking. He rides me regularly, brushes me down often and keeps me in the barn to protect me from the elements.”
Villager: (total look of amazement)
Ventriloquist: “Mind if I talk to your sheep?”
Villager: “The sheep’s a liar”
Lovely!
Tut tut Donald – there’s many more sheep in Aus than Kiwiland! (not as many as in Wales though, obviously!)
sigh
no mention of that barbie ?