| Adventures in Australian Racism, Part 176 |
[Feb. 6th, 2007|07:18 pm] |
At a regular neighbourhood pub for the Superbowl on Monday. I'm with a "mate" from New Zealand. We're joined by a bogan Aussie dude who drops a beer, tells us about his just reattached fingers and broken neck, shows us his burnt and tatted torso, admonishes us for our accents and almost challenges me to a fight over AFL (aussie rules footy). He starts telling jokes:
Bogan: What would you call New Zealand if we [Australians] sent all the non-anglo-saxons there?
Us: What?
Bogan: MEXICO.
We left soon afterwards when he was in the shitter. |
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