…Nick rolls his eyes with delight. Madam, he purrs, you are making me quite excited with your aggressive behaviour. But let me tell you what your problem is. You are a woman who thinks like a man. You are… He never finishes his sentence. Tara is out of her seat and clamps her hand around…
…It sounds like your car is having many problems, says Horst. Yeah, I love her but she’s a fuckin’ piece of shit, says the driver, and cracks open another beer on the dashboard. Couldn’t get her through rego’ last time. So if you see any coppers, fuckin’ let me know. Bastards busted me driving without…
…”I’m not scared of you cunt! ” he barks “I’ll fucking beat the shit out of you!” The lady librarian sticks her head into the Spike Milligan Room. “Excuse me, you cant use language like that in the library. Come on, you’ll have to go outside sir.” “I’m fucking out of here you bitch” he…
Once you got over the eye watering smell of unwashed stock broker and dirty carpet, you noticed the way the place looked. There was stuff all over the floor. Garbage, clothing, full ash trays, half full bottles. The couches had numerous large stains and were splattered with damp looking piles of what turned out to be dog vomit…
Hitching south down the New South Wales coast, I got a ride with Ron, a middle aged man who was on his way to see his family in Narooma. We stopped in at a bowls club on the way for a sneaky beer or two (maybe three), and Ron warned me, in a sullen…