The Four Queenslanders
True tales of manhood. Well, mostly true.
Tim shlopped off his gumboots, cracked open a stubby and slumped into his hammock.
“Another summer, another flood. We can just about set our clocks by em, eh Wally?”
Passing the remnants of the six-pack around, Wally nodded at Kris with a wistful grin, “We first met at a clean-up party.”
Kris took a swig and nodded, “Mackay …
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