Too bloody hot at the moment for any revolting. Watzing Matilda? Who wants to sing a song about a loser committing suicide anyway? Maybe that’s why it’s the national song. Ah well, best get the Sheila to grab me another coldie from the fridge. Hey, Sheila ….
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