Going Gone Troppo

Check out this latest instalment of the Whinging Poms to see what troubles them now. Is it anything new? An existential dilemma or just unable to find the other sock to the favourite pair.
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But..you see.. he was just so fast

Moan, moan, moan, harping on again like the proverbial porkchops Alf Stuart so derided and set in righteous flames. The The Whinging Poms just can't help it. Blame it on the moonlight, blame it on the good times, blame it on the boogie if you want, but really, it's their own bloody fault. Some people you just can't make listen can you?..... Read a cheeky bit more!

Whinging Poms

They've been at it again. Those whining, whinnying, beasts of burden; those poor forlorn creatures for whom nothing ever goes right; those whose motto is 'never, bloody anything, ever', have more to say.
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Whinging Pom Archetype

sitting around a balzing campfire, with a million million stars enshrouding the blackness of night, as unseen creatures sing, creating the melody of the bush, as silence darts in and out of consciousness and the vastness of eternity can be visualised, there's always one miserable sod who want to kill it.
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Whinging Poms Go Bushcrazy

Come on, everyone has a little bit of a moan from time to time. Check out our latest gripes and groans. Bloody poms! Read a cheeky bit more!