August
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Posted on 01-08-2008
Filed Under (Australia, Travel) by amy

I received this list in a forward from Sarah G a few weeks ago, but have been chuckling over it ever since. I’ve bolded the ones I find particularly apt, especially as I’ve had to explain many of these cultural issues to numerous Brits over the last few years:

You Know You’re Australian If:

  • You know the meaning of the world “girt”
  • You believe that stubbies can be either drunk or worn
  • You think its normal to have a leader named Kevin
  • You waddle when you walk due to the 53 expired petrol discount vouchers stuffed in your wallet or purse
  • You’ve made a bong out of your garden hose rather than use it for something illegal such as watering the garden
  • You believe it is appropriate to put a rubber in your son’s pencil case when he first attends school
  • When you hear that an American “roots for his team” you wonder how often and with whom
  • You understand that the phrase “a group of women wearing black thongs” refers to footwear and may be less alluring than it sounds
  • You pronounce Melbourne as “Mel-bin”
  • You pronounce Penrith as “Pen-riff”
  • You believe the “l” in the word ” Australia ” is optional
  • You can translate: “Dazza and Shazza played Acca Dacca on the way to Maccas.”
  • You believe it makes perfect sense for a nation to decorate its highways with large fibreglass bananas, prawns and sheep
  • You call your best friend “a total b*stard” but someone you really, truly despise is just “a bit of a b*stard”
  • You think “Woolloomooloo” is a perfectly reasonable name for a place
  • You’re secretly proud of our killer wildlife
  • You believe it makes sense for a country to have a $1 coin that’s twice as big as its $2 coin
  • You understand that “Wagga Wagga” can be abbreviated to “Wagga” but “Woy Woy” can’t be called “Woy”
  • You believe that cooked-down axlegrease makes a good breakfast spread
  • You believe all famous Kiwis are actually Australian, until they stuff up, at which point they again become Kiwis
  • Hamburger. Beetroot. Of course
  • You know that certain words must, by law, be shouted out during any rendition of the Angels’ song Am I Ever Gonna See Your Face Again
  • You believe, as an article of faith, that the confectionary known as the Wagon Wheel has become smaller with every passing year
  • You still don’t get why the “Labor” in “Australian Labor Party” is not spelt with a “u”
  • You wear ugg boots outside the house
  • You believe, as an article of faith, that every important discovery in the world was made by an Australian but then sold off to the Yanks for a pittance
  • You believe that the more you shorten someone’s name the more you like them
  • Whatever your linguistic skills, you find yourself able to order takeaway fluently in every Asian language
  • You understand that “excuse me” can sound rude, while “scuse me” is always polite
  • You know what it’s like to swallow a fly, on occasion via your nose
  • You understand that “you” has a plural and that it’s “youse”
  • You know it’s not summer until the steering wheel is too hot to handle
  • Your biggest family argument over the summer concerned the rules for beach cricket
  • You shake your head in horror when companies try to market what they call “Anzac cookies”
  • You still think of Kylie as “that girl off Neighbours”
  • When returning home from overseas, you expect to be brutally strip-searched by Customs - just in case you’re trying to sneak in fruit
  • You believe the phrase “smart casual” refers to a pair of black tracky-daks, suitably laundered
  • You understand that all train timetables are works of fiction
  • When working on a bar, you understand male customers will feel the need to offer an excuse whenever they order low-alcohol beer
  • You get choked up with emotion by the first verse of the national anthem and then have trouble remembering the second
  • You find yourself ignorant of nearly all the facts deemed essential in the government’s new test for migrants
  • You know, whatever the tourist books say, that no one says “cobber”
  • You know the oath of mateship can never be limited by geographical distance
  • You’ve mimicked Alf Stewart from the TV show Home and Away’s broad, Australian accent, eg. “push off, ya flamin’ drongo!”
  • You’ve had an argument with your mate over whether Ford or Holden makes the better car
  • You’ve done the “hot sand” dance at the beach while running from the ocean back to your towel
  • You know who Ray Martin is
  • You start using words like ‘bloody’ and ‘grouse’ and call people ‘champ’
  • You stop greeting people with ‘hello’ and go straight to the “how ya doin’?”
  • You’ve been to a day-nighter cricket match and screamed out incomprehensibly until your throat went raw
  • You have a story that somehow revolves around excess consumption of alcohol and a mate named ‘Dave’
  • You’ve risked attending an outdoor music festival on the hottest day of the year
  • You’ve tried to hang off a clothesline while pretending you can fly
  • You’ve had a visit to the emergency room after hanging off the clothesline pretending you can fly
  • You own a pair of thongs for everyday use, and another pair of dress thongs’ for special occasions
  • You don’t know what’s in a meat pie, and you don’t care
  • You call soccer “soccer, not “football”
  • You’ve squeezed Vegemite through Vita Wheats to make little Vegemite worm
  • You suck your coffee/tea through a Tim Tam
  • You realise that lifeguards are the only people who can get away with wearing Speedos
  • You pledge allegiance to Vegemite over Promite, even if you don’t eat itYou understand the value of public holidays
  • Your weekends are spent barracking for your favourite sports team
  • You’ve played beach cricket with a tennis ball and a bat fashioned out of a fence post
  • You firmly believe that in the end, everything will be ok, and have told a mate in tough times that “She’ll be right, mate”
  • You use the phrase, “no worries” at least once a day
  • You’ve been on a beach holiday and have probably stayed in a caravan
  • You constantly shorten words to “brekkie”, “arvo” and “barbie”
  • You’ve adopted a local bar as your own

I wonder how many Rob would relate to having lived in Australia for a year?

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    Comments

    Sarah on 1 August, 2008 at 10:41 pm #

    You pronounce Melbourne as “Mel-bin”

    Dude. SERIOUSLY. One thing that drives me NUTS is when the foreigners (Yanks in particular) pronounce it “Mel-BORRRRN”. WTF.

    It’s almost as bad as “Briz-BANE” instead of “Brizbin” or however we write the pronunciation.

    Strewth.


    Rob on 1 August, 2008 at 11:51 pm #

    I have started using Servo and Arvo alot, much to the distate of my mates.

    No worries there though :)