12. For Weddins are me Funeral

12. For Weddins are me Funeral

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Y’know, I was sayin to Davo last week: “Chicks don’t think we blokes talk to each other. I reckon 50% of everybody I meet is a bloke. So how would it go, if I sed: I’m not talking to you cos you’re a bloke!”

Davo was poking round a car engine an he waved a black finger at me. Davo has famously got 3 years of carbon under his fingernails. They reckon he doesn’t so much shower as give himself an oil change.

“Wouldn get much done, would you Daggy.  Gotta talk to another bloke so's you build networks, like:  Who’s brother-in-law is a mechanic what can do you a dodgy roadworthy?  Where can I get cheap tyres?  Are England gonna fukk us over in the Ashes again?  See, we talk sensible stuff.  Girls talk ‘periods’.  An they go on, an on, an on!  About periods!  An they say we talk shit about sports and cars.  What’s wrong with that?”
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