- Ah, yeah? Some cunt thinking he's better than us?

I knew it! Probably from Adelaide.

No, you dickheads!

The real Tall Poppy!

pulled from under the ice of Antarctica...

and hidden here where it could eat rubbish in peace.

- All right, grab those copper pipes, we'll take 'em down to Cashie's.

[creature snarling]

Oi... who's there?!

Reveal ya self... fuckwit!

[snarling]

- You should be bloody prime minister, Big Greg!

- Excuse me, everyone, this is extremely unsanitary.

you've come to terms with blows up in your face.

and the only thing that makes it better is the power of a drill in your hand.

[drill whirs]

Liam, come on!

We've got to get our menopausal mummy some rubbish.

Yay! Mumopause!

- How could this have happened? I could've sworn I took the bins out!