Australsk slang! Forstår du?

Jeg har nu været i Australien i næsten et år, og jeg er stolt af at sige at jeg nu snakker australsk (slang), og for at blærer mig lidt så kan jeg fortælle jer at når jeg møder nye folk så bliver de altid chokeret når jeg fortæller dem at jeg fik ikke er australsk, for de mener alle sammen jeg har den australske accent wuhuuu! Men nu vil jeg teste jer lidt....forstår i australsk slang? 

G’day mate. Howya going?

So, this morning before brekkie I went down to the servo in me trackie dacks and me thongs to fill up me ute. I saw this bloke – a real bogan, with a ute full of xxxx, and thought righteo time to head off before the coppers show up. I decided to stop at maccas for some tea before I headed home to call the office and chuck a sickie. I didn’t feel crook, but I wanted to head down to Brissy for the arvo. I stopped at Bunnings for a good old sausage sizzle and my dessert was a meat pie. Snapping ducks, it was a good snag.  I was wearing my thongs but tripped and blew me plugger. Bloody hell. I had to flamin’ spend my hard earned bucks on a new pair. Fair dinkum. Oi there was an op-shop just around the corner I reckon they had heaps of them. I was really keen. When I got in me car I pulled out a ciggy, chucked a u’ie cause it was bout time I left T-Bar. I did just make a quick stop at Bottle-o to throw some beers in the esky and thought righteo time to head off. The bloke in the car in front of me was a bit of a wuss but ya know. He was too scared to get pulled over by the coppers.  

I got down to Brissy and had to go to the dunny but no worries mate cause I had reached my destination. I saw me brother and we threw some steak and some snags on the barbie. A real Aussie barbie and it was bloody good. They had the prawns and the pav ready in the kitchen, and the goon was in the fridge so it was gonna be a bloody good party. Me brother gave me a XXXX and I was like cheers mate. I put me togs on a went for a swim.

I slept in my swag amongst the roos and the mozzies that night and all I did that night was the great aussie wave. It was a gobful, and holy dooley I was tired the next morning but she’ll be right. That’s the best of Straya.