Tony Greig to drunk yobbo: "If you park the tiger on my Giorgio Armanis your arse is grass... now fuck orf!"
by Choda Boy 57 July 24, 2006
Get the park the tiger mug.Now obsolete, this was Australian slang for residents of Victoria, the southern-most mainland state of Australia. The Rio Grande in this case is the Murray River which is the border between Victoria and New South Wales.
This term was especially popular in the late 80's/early 90's when Victoria was virtually bankrupted by an incompetent state government, in other words we were poor folk from south of the border. Thousands of Victorians migrated to the northern states.
Things improved from the mid 90's and this term has pretty much died out.
This term was especially popular in the late 80's/early 90's when Victoria was virtually bankrupted by an incompetent state government, in other words we were poor folk from south of the border. Thousands of Victorians migrated to the northern states.
Things improved from the mid 90's and this term has pretty much died out.
Queenslander: "Bloody Mexicans moving in all over the place. Next thing they'll want to bring daylight saving with them!"
This entry won't work unless I use Mexican (Australia) in a sentence.
This entry won't work unless I use Mexican (Australia) in a sentence.
by Choda Boy 57 August 11, 2006
Get the Mexican (Australia) mug.Drinking game most popular with uni students, campers and the otherwise young and stupid. The idea is simple: 1 shot of beer every minute, on the minute for 60 minutes.
Sounds easy doesn't it? "That tiny little shot will be through my system before the next one arrives", I hear you say. And that's how it starts. You can't wait for the next beep. You might even sneak a swig between minutes. You get through ten, and twenty with no worries. Only sixty? I could do this all night.
The confidence starts to fade around thirty. You're not pissed yet, but starting to feel a little tight in the guts. And the minutes keep coming. Every shot seems to double the pressure in your guts. You start ripping out massive burps which relieve the pressure a bit, but then it's time for the next one. As the alcohol starts to kick in, the minutes seem to fly. You dread the beep and flinch when it goes off. It takes you almost a full minute to down the shot. And there are still 12 to go. If you're lucky, you won't notice the last 10 through the haze. If you're unlucky, you'll be running around the back of the shed to puke... but if your friends are cool, as long as you make it back to your seat for the next minute, you can keep going.
Still not convinced? 60 shots is equivalent to 60 ounces, 1.8 litres, or a touch under a standard six pack. In an hour.
And if that's not enough, the hour of power is merely the poorer cousin of the true measure of binge-drinking prowess: the dreaded centurion...
See also boat race, cricket drinking game.
Sounds easy doesn't it? "That tiny little shot will be through my system before the next one arrives", I hear you say. And that's how it starts. You can't wait for the next beep. You might even sneak a swig between minutes. You get through ten, and twenty with no worries. Only sixty? I could do this all night.
The confidence starts to fade around thirty. You're not pissed yet, but starting to feel a little tight in the guts. And the minutes keep coming. Every shot seems to double the pressure in your guts. You start ripping out massive burps which relieve the pressure a bit, but then it's time for the next one. As the alcohol starts to kick in, the minutes seem to fly. You dread the beep and flinch when it goes off. It takes you almost a full minute to down the shot. And there are still 12 to go. If you're lucky, you won't notice the last 10 through the haze. If you're unlucky, you'll be running around the back of the shed to puke... but if your friends are cool, as long as you make it back to your seat for the next minute, you can keep going.
Still not convinced? 60 shots is equivalent to 60 ounces, 1.8 litres, or a touch under a standard six pack. In an hour.
And if that's not enough, the hour of power is merely the poorer cousin of the true measure of binge-drinking prowess: the dreaded centurion...
See also boat race, cricket drinking game.
by Choda Boy 57 October 02, 2007
Get the hour of power mug.I can't be arsed cooking tonight. Whaddya feel like - Macca's, Red Rooter or Kolonel's Fucking Crap?
by Choda Boy 57 March 16, 2008
Get the Kolonel's Fucking Crap mug.Australian nickname for somebody whose surname is also a common first name, such as Peter Graham or Dayn Scott.
"Never trust a bloke whose last name could be his first!"
"Never trust a bloke whose last name could be his first!"
by Choda Boy 57 August 22, 2006
Get the Two Names mug.Scores vary, but in this part of Australia, runs are awarded for drinks consumed as follows:
* 20 runs for a standard drink (pot or basic spirit)
* 30 runs for a middy, tinny or stubby
* 40 runs for a pint
A wicket is lost every time the player takes a piss.
The object is simple - score the most 'runs' before your side is bowled out.
Scoring generally follows the pattern of large opening and top order partnerships, followed by a late-middle and lower order collapse.
Parking the tiger is usually equivalent to a declaration, though if the player continues and has wickets in hand, it counts as a hat-trick.
* 20 runs for a standard drink (pot or basic spirit)
* 30 runs for a middy, tinny or stubby
* 40 runs for a pint
A wicket is lost every time the player takes a piss.
The object is simple - score the most 'runs' before your side is bowled out.
Scoring generally follows the pattern of large opening and top order partnerships, followed by a late-middle and lower order collapse.
Parking the tiger is usually equivalent to a declaration, though if the player continues and has wickets in hand, it counts as a hat-trick.
by Choda Boy 57 October 27, 2008
Get the cricket drinking game mug.Aussie exclamation of surprise, amazement or frustation. Does well enough on its own, although can be followed up with "and bury me pregnant" for extra effect.
by Choda Boy 57 August 12, 2006
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