I thought it was a superhuman effort by the anti-Australians to even get out of their sooky-la-la big girl’s blouse beds and take the field last night, let alone thrash some football playing shaggy haired dope smokers that fell out of a hash café unsure what day of the week it was or if they cared by mistake, given they were all in mourning and feeling personally violated by the normal patriots they have to put up with sharing this country with who crushed their dreams of emancipation or something in a referendum which wasn’t about them.
