i am a wickeldy goorby goody Aussie of fine boogerdy noo noo stock. I gonna wrestle ma croc and use it buttocks to slap down shever me timbers up so dinner on the barby. Me and my best sheep are then gonna help me pick out some new blumb giggdy giddy wool socks to creep out the seppos by will diggly miggly gum drop tootin yarn.

Well off the great barrier hook nana reef to fight jellyfish.

G'day mate!!!

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by jingo, by crickey cobber!

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"Your limits are self imposed"

yes about bloody time we got one over the buggers.

Long may it continue.

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per ardua ad astra

Do you think they went to bed early, knowing it would be all over when that world-class batsman Hamish Marshall would thrash the 3rd to last over? For goodness sake, Hamish, will you just hit the ball!

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Now that is more like it!!

At last, a descent game of cricket from the Kiwis. Looks like the summer will be a whole lot more interesting. BTW, chech out that catch here:http://www.smh.com.au/...5/1102182160774.html

Note the lack of pooncy baseball mits.

And, Tibbsy, we don't say "ma croc" we'd say "mee croc". Just try to talk through your nostrils and it'l come.