Red necks don’t surf
Surfers are almost always liberals
Those idiots kill animals for fun with their guns
Australians do NOT hunt animals with rifles for SPORT, like you psychopathic Americans do. Yanks go hunting defenceless, gentle creatures such as Deer, with guns like: Armalite, AR-15s (which are no different really to M-16 military assault rifles). What chance has a deer got against an Armalite, you bastards !
One of the few examples I can think of where Australians shoot animals with rifles is the case of kangaroos when they are in plague proportions and need to be culled by farmers to prevent their crops being eaten. If you shoot or otherwise harm any native animal in OZ, like a Koala, a Wombat, a Kookaburra, etc; and you are caught, then you go directly to jail BIG TIME (!!). In short, hunting animals for sport with firearms is sick (psychopathic) and we don't do it.
Secondly, what would a wretched, little, Yankee girl like
yooou, know about surf and surfing. Don't make me laugh, dear, I grew up on the famous Sunshine Coast midway up the Eastern Seaboard of Australia. The only thing you had remotely like this was the surf beaches of Southern California in the 1960s. Now, unfortunately, there are a 1000 turds floating in the Pacific ocean off those beaches. That's because the Democrats flooded California with illegal Mexican and Latino immigrants over the past 30+ years. After all of these illegals arrived in California, the ass very quickly fell out of the state and amongst other revolting behaviours, the Democrats made it legal for their "Sanctuary State" illegals and the rest of the shit that eventually came to join them from across America, to drop turds in public - EUUUW !!. And they sure did lay a lot of "cables": on the sidewalks and in the squares and public parks (and Walmart dairy goods aisles) of urban centres like LA and San Francisco Shitty, and on the sand and in the surf of once pristine, coastal locations like Venice Beach. John Lydon (the 1970's punk rocker who went by the name of "Johnny Rotten" in the "SEX PISTOLS" band) was living in a large, swanky house in Venice beach but was ultimately forced to abandon California after seeing one too many nasty "floaters", bobbing up and down in the surf at Venice Beach, proper (that's a true storey, BTW). I think when even a professional grub like "Johnny Rotten" is disgusted by the amount of random, public poop (and piddle) there is in a place, then you've got a serious problem on your hands. Right sister? I mean, can you imagine trying to surf in the ocean when there are legion poops bobbling about in the surf ? You would be so grossed out, you wouldn't be able to concentrate on "hanging ten". Because, if you fell off your board, you could end up with a shit in your pie-hole when you hit the water, or a shit mashed through your hair. The mere thought of it is bloody well diabolical.... I'd rather surf with sharks, at least that would be a quick, clean way to go out (!)
Now...what what the other BS that you spoke ? Oh yes, surfers are all liberals. Let me set you straight on this one. Surfers are NOT "almost always" liberal. Liberals are dopey, unfit and slow-moving, usually because they smoke too much weed. Or they have a "bottomless" script for Valium 5mg tablets to treat some kind of BS stress disorder or anxiety disorder that has, in fact, been caused by an addiction to queer pornography and excessive (co-morbid) masturbation. To be a good surfer, you need strength, sharp wits and rapid reflexes; so that's one reason liberals wouldn't make good surfers. Secondly, liberals are craven wimps who are all talk and no action. They spend their lives dreaming about the great, dialectical, Marxian utopia toward which they are all (indeed !) progressing - all in permanent and immanent danger of disappearing completely up their own bung-holes (unfortunately they never actually do, folks). To surf big waves, you need to have some backbone, some self-confidence and daring. You need, in short, to - "Go for it". You can't be piddling your panties when you see a perfect, big curl swelling up behind you. You can't be thinking: "Oh dear ! Whatever will become of widdle me if I fall of my board on that scary, big wave? I might get weely, weely hurt - I might even be drowned - dead !
Anyway, you get the point, girlie. Please don't tell me about what Australians do and do not do; because you are just a silly, little tit who hasn't got a motherless clue. We are the Master-Race - that's all you need to know, sweet-heart. Got it ?
Dachshund - the WONDER HOUND
DLM....Dachshund Lives Matter !!
