I was amazed when my American friend said to me, “G’day mate” in the first time we met. We were pen pals for two years long but I could not understand at once his slang phrase. In fact, I was really embarrassed at first and thought he was taking the Mickey out of me. I did not know what I should do for a couple of seconds. After taking several deep breaths, I asked him to go for barbies. American likes barbies very much, don’t they? But he refused because he thought barbies were not good in the big smoke. He suggested going to the outback instead. But the outback was rather far, so I insisted not to go because the big smoke’s barbies actually went down like a summer night’s dream therefore we had not to go anywhere.
We backpacked for a long way. I nearly went arse over tit more than three times because my friend’s baggage was too heavy. Finally, we reached a pub where sold alcoholic drinks. Feeling fantastic, we yelled out and said “Get it up ya” and “cheers” many times. I and my mate drank very much. I drank more than ten stubbies and my friend drank two times as much as me. Nearby our table was a young couple and I thought they were blind daters because when I saw them, the man was being behind the wheel with a bunch of flowers. In that romantic atmosphere, they always smiled at each other, and sometime kissed the other hesitantly without noticing other people. But their time would not last long.
At the end of the party, we only had a stubby left and I saw my friend’s face turned into a bit tinge of redness. Suddenly, I saw a big dingo run out of the table of one of the couples nearby. The dingo is a kind of Australian dog living in the wilderness. This time we saw it in the center of a big city. Other people at the bar yelled out then everything turned into chaos immediately. The dingo wound people up. They got angry and many girls yelled out loud, “Get lost, get lost,”! The dingo’s face showed patient and I saw it was not moved at all. At the time, I imagined the dingo was smiling at the patrons, telling them, “Nope, nope” and then laughed out loud. Finally, one man with a lot of muscles took a hammer and shouted, “Sure do, you will die soon”. The man bumped the dingo and punched it as hard as he could do. The dingo was gradually died. At that very moment, I imagined it was drawling through its nose, “Oh mate, I was just kidding! Why you killed me”. Poor the dog!
Police reached the scene after at least five minutes. Many people were injured by the incident. They waited in line for medical treatment. Many girls were bleeding and crying. They called the pub owner was “the cheap” due to his late calling for police’s arrival. The pub owner had to run up his credit card for cash because police charged him a fine for keeping wild animal, especially when it was a dingo, the Australian mascot. The dingo was Australia’s national animal like the kangaroo. The pub owner for sure will go behind bars for what he did.
Everyone got angry with the pub owner but I detected one thing very strange and interesting happened, when the pub owner crossing over one of the corps, I heard he whispered to this man, “You have to see where I am coming from”. That was amazing! Long live the worker!
19/02/2011
We backpacked for a long way. I nearly went arse over tit more than three times because my friend’s baggage was too heavy. Finally, we reached a pub where sold alcoholic drinks. Feeling fantastic, we yelled out and said “Get it up ya” and “cheers” many times. I and my mate drank very much. I drank more than ten stubbies and my friend drank two times as much as me. Nearby our table was a young couple and I thought they were blind daters because when I saw them, the man was being behind the wheel with a bunch of flowers. In that romantic atmosphere, they always smiled at each other, and sometime kissed the other hesitantly without noticing other people. But their time would not last long.
At the end of the party, we only had a stubby left and I saw my friend’s face turned into a bit tinge of redness. Suddenly, I saw a big dingo run out of the table of one of the couples nearby. The dingo is a kind of Australian dog living in the wilderness. This time we saw it in the center of a big city. Other people at the bar yelled out then everything turned into chaos immediately. The dingo wound people up. They got angry and many girls yelled out loud, “Get lost, get lost,”! The dingo’s face showed patient and I saw it was not moved at all. At the time, I imagined the dingo was smiling at the patrons, telling them, “Nope, nope” and then laughed out loud. Finally, one man with a lot of muscles took a hammer and shouted, “Sure do, you will die soon”. The man bumped the dingo and punched it as hard as he could do. The dingo was gradually died. At that very moment, I imagined it was drawling through its nose, “Oh mate, I was just kidding! Why you killed me”. Poor the dog!
Police reached the scene after at least five minutes. Many people were injured by the incident. They waited in line for medical treatment. Many girls were bleeding and crying. They called the pub owner was “the cheap” due to his late calling for police’s arrival. The pub owner had to run up his credit card for cash because police charged him a fine for keeping wild animal, especially when it was a dingo, the Australian mascot. The dingo was Australia’s national animal like the kangaroo. The pub owner for sure will go behind bars for what he did.
Everyone got angry with the pub owner but I detected one thing very strange and interesting happened, when the pub owner crossing over one of the corps, I heard he whispered to this man, “You have to see where I am coming from”. That was amazing! Long live the worker!
19/02/2011
Hồ Quốc Nam
