G’Day,
Me names Darren.
Today I had a close call wif me benefits. I checked me bank this morning and I only had 73c in me bank. How am I suppose to get me ciggies and piss wif only that much money. Its dole day and I got no payments and I got some grog to get.
So I head down to me local centrelink and I’m pissed off, fuming as.
Sos I get there and they make me wait bloody hours and then I gets to see sumone.
Some sheila tells me that I been fraudin the centerlink. What the heck does that mean. Fraudin??
She reconed that I hadn’t been actually lookin for a job for the past 17 years what a load a bull crap. Who looks for a job when they r on the dole? I wouldn’t be a dole bludger if I was lookin for a job would I. I’d be bloody disgrace to call me self a dole bludger if I got a job would n I!
Anyways, I told her about me son who’s startin school soon and so she felt sorry for me and gave me some money. Straight to the bottlo we go! Geez that fake son comes through with the goods sometimes.
It was such a pissa that I decided to record it for yas. I’m the sexy rexy in the awesome green singlet. Hope ya enjoy.
Over and out.
