… for those whining Poms to gloat non-stop about their miraculous effort in the Rugby World Cup. Well, miraculous if you count Johnny Boy kicking, rather than the whole team actually playing rugby, as something to be proud of. The game is turning into a bloody farce, much like aerial ping-pong.
Anyway, it […]

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I always wanted to find an fucking excuse for fucking swearing on my blog. And now thanks to digg I’ve fucking found one. There’s a great fucking article at TNR on Why We Curse, adding to the debate from a psycological and historical perspective. Fucking brilliant.
Here in Australia swearing is part of the national psyche, […]

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Australian Culture at its finest, on the road to the upcoming Rugby World Cup. Our local rum-maker, Bundaberg Rum, has come up with an advert with a load of English People wishing that England was Australia. And, of course, its Pom-Bashing at its finest.

Although Duncan MacLeod, on his TV adverts site, notes that […]

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