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| Stone the flamin crows, this blokes stuff of legends - where on earth do you start?� Well lets start with the facts. Vital Stats: Name:������������� Joe Mongrel, no�Mangle, no�Scully Age:�������������� 45 Height:����������� 1.85 Weight:����������� 14 stone Birthplace:������� the prOmiZed land, of course! Favourite Food:��� snags and bum nuts from the Cop-off shop Favourite Colour:� anything in checks Favourite Hobby:�� watching footy, and supping grog 'lite' Favourite Sayings:����� �You flamin mongrel!' �������������������������� �No fibs and no fudgin� �������������������������� �Fair go Lynny!� �������������������������� 'No worries� �������������������������� �Bouf head� �������������������������� 'Fit as a mally bull' Joe is the head of the Scully family clan, and boy does he have a lot to do to keep them all in check.� Not only does he clip on his tool belt, and put in a full days hard yakka building fine, fine homes, he also drives his trusty old Holden in the evo, through the mean streets of Erinsborough - from Ansons Corner to Eaddon Hills. However, does he get any gratitude for all these hard yards?� No flamin way.� His sheila bitches on that he doesn�t spend enough time with his family, whilst his filthy jillaroos do nothing but piss in his pocket.� If they�re not sweet nicking, money grabbing or running away - its something else, but does he go berko?� Well yes, but who wouldn�t? If I was him, I�d give them such a clump round the noggin, but alas this guy�s such a flamin beaut he manages to deal with any situation - by ignoring it, and leavin the problem to Lynny, - ripper! When he gets some free time, ha when(?), he likes nothing better than go�in down the bottle shop (Lou�s Place), picking up a six pack and nuts, and settles down to watch the footy with his sheila - a real family man after all. |
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