TOP DOG
LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING STRANGE about the average country bloke. He swears at his dog. He swears at his cattle. He swears at his sheep. He swears at the weather. But he speaks in whispers to his chooks.
That big burly bloke who can kickstart a harvester and turn a herd of stampeding buffalo around with a single blow of his nose settles down on the sofa in the evenings to
