GARRY: Stop Flapping´ya gums and get me a coldie, will ya. I´ll have a bluey, thanks.
DAVID: A bluey??! Mate, you need your head read, if you had´arf a brain it´d be lonely - ´ave you turned Mexican or sumthin´?
GARRY: Go bite your bum Davo and give us a hand with the snags, will ya - where´s ya missus?
DAVID: Ah, I don´t know, She´s whipping´up a few sangers over there or sumthin´. Ah geez, these snags look ace - where´s the dead horse?
GARRY: Right here mate - whadya reckon, I think I´ll chuck on a few prawns too. ´Aven´t ya got my tinnie yet? Too busy wrapping you laughing gear around the snag, eh?
DAVID: Doan go crook at me just cos your knickers are in a knot!
GARRY: Sorry mate! - but the ankle biters have been sooking all day - tear arsing around the place like a dog off its lead. I´ve nearly gone´round the twist, mate.
DAVID: Nothing worse than a blubbing rug rat.
GARRY: Yair, you can say that again!
DAVID: Yair - matter of fact you and the Missus should come round next Satdee for a barbie at our place, and don´t forget to knock with your elbows.
GARRY: Ok, mate! Geez, where´s the Aeroguard? These mozzies ud suck blood from stones.
DAVID: Too right!
GARRY: Yair, bloody mongrels!
AND NOW IN ENGLISH...
THE AUSTRALIAN BARBECUE
DAVID: Hello Garry, nice looking barbecue you have, pity you are a dreadful cook.
GARRY: What do you mean? Stop talking and get me a cold beer. I´ll have a Fosters, thanks.
DAVID: A Fosters! You must be mad - do you think you come from Melbourne or somewhere?
GARRY: I´m not talking any notice of you, David, just help me with the sausages - where´s your wife?
DAVID: I don´t know, I think she´s making sandwiches. These sausages look good - where is the tomato sauce?
GARRY: Right here David - I think I´ll cook a few prawns too. Haven´t you got my beer yet? Too busy devouring your sausage?
DAVID: Don´t get angry at me, because you are beginning to get uptight!
GARRY: Sorry David, but the children have been crying and rushing aroung all day. They are driving me bad.
DAVID: Nothing worse than a crying child.
GARRY: I agree wholeheartedly!
DAVID: Yes, matter of fact you and your wife should come over next Saturday for a barbecue at our place and don´t forget to bring plenty of beer.
GARRY: OK, David. Where is the insect repellant? These mosquitos are very persistent.
DAVID: That´s true!
GARRY: Yes, wretched pests!