Where the bloody hell are ya?

(A rare saturday Entry as I'm taking a break from work in the library)

Have you seen the new tourist advert for australia? It has all the usual scenes of antipodean beauty; beaches, roos striding along, Ayre's Rock and various Aussies welcoming us as if to their house.

'We've set the table!'
-Says a tanned and smiling bloke, showing a lavish beach barbie ready to go.

'We've got the wine in!'
-Says a likely Sheila in a vineyard. etc. etc.

Until, at last a girl on a beach simply asks,
'Where the bloody hell are ya?'

That is now the official slogan of the Australian Tourist Board.
'Where the bloody hell are ya?'
'Ya bloody poms, where the bloody hell are ya? We're bloody waiting here! Come on over ya pommie bastards, you'll bloody love it!'

Can they do that? It's fairly mild but it's still swearing. Maybe they already have swearing in Australian adverts.

'Vegemite -Looks like shit, Tastes like heaven!'
'Fosters- It's bloody great, get one down ya, ya poof!'
'Castlemain four-x, Australians wouldn't give a fuck for anything else.'

In fact now they can just call it Castlemain Fuck. That's what the XXXX meant, they just couldn't tell us before.

This would be especially good in America - over there you're allowed to talk about rival products, so burger king ads say 'The new whopper- with 50% more beef than the big mac.' Now take this agressive competition and add swearing...

'Drink Pepsi, the choice of a new generation.'
'Fuck Pepsi! Pepsi sucks! To the max!'

NEXT GIGS:
TUESDAY 2ND OF MAY. 8.30 FOR A 9.00 START. -
'LONG LIVE COMEDY'
THE DOG AND PARROT (UPSTAIRS)
-OPPOSITE THE CENTRE FOR LIFE, 2 MINS FROM CENTRAL STATION.
ONLY £2.

WEDNESDAY 3RD OF MAY.
SOMEWHERE IN MANCHESTER.