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I'm actually distant cousins with Daics.. he's confused though.
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No, Hermes was a Macedonian god and thats ancient Macedonian text re... the Greeks culturally appropriated it along with everything else like Turkish coffee and fluffy dices.

Conspiracy theories on the topic have been centuries in the making re.. the loaded gun is the ancient Greek coin.

The 16 point star is representative of the 12 Greek gods and earth wind water and fire.

Ade re..
 
You do. I love that about you re. You have the memory of a goldfish though re

Memory of a goldfish? I remember you posted similar shit on this topic a while ago.. then there was a bit of joke about it with a coupla others about it.. how you rolled me re. Ti les goldfish re.
 
Memory of a goldfish? I remember you posted similar shit on this topic a while ago.. then there was a bit of joke about it with a coupla others about it.. how you rolled me re. Ti les goldfish re.
Ti lesss re. You have me confused with someone else?
 

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Yo gimp.
Nice thread. I grew up in the northern suburbs being the only minority Aussie kid in my street. Loved going to
my mates houses after school to endulge in all the exotic foods. The Northern suburbs are the Collingwood/Carlton/Essendon heartland for fan base, as well as the old drafting Zones.
I'm familiar with the term 're.'
In my neighbourhood it was 'uleh'.

Check out the link...

https://www.google.com.au/amp/s/www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=uleh&amp=true
 
Yo gimp.
Nice thread. I grew up in the northern suburbs being the only minority Aussie kid in my street. Loved going to
my mates houses after school to endulge in all the exotic foods. The Northern suburbs are the Collingwood/Carlton/Essendon heartland for fan base, as well as the old drafting Zones.
I'm familiar with the term 're.'
In my neighbourhood it was 'uleh'.

Check out the link...

https://www.google.com.au/amp/s/www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=uleh&amp=true

Funny shit re.. good read.
 
Also, anyone interested in the best Kebab in Melbourne, go to Katik Kebabs on Barry Road Campbellfield. Fordgate. Been there 30 years.

I will second that...........the shish adina mix is out of this world mate/re.

Just finished a feast at Jims Tavern and the Katik reference put a smile on my face. :)
 
The part of Frankston I grew up in had a lot of Italian families - mainly green grocers, market gardeners, or hair cutters

Their large houses typically were of brown or orange bricks, double-story, white balustrades and often had a large white concrete lion or two...

In the kitchens were foods I had never eaten: olives, walnuts, roasted chestnuts, dark grapes, mozzarella, fresh pasta, biscotti, garlic, herbs etc

On many Fridays they would take me to an Italian restaurant where I ate pizza for the first time

And then there were the pretty Italian girls who flirted with me but always chose Italian boys

How different and wonderful it was to have the Italians as neighbours
 
The part of Frankston I grew up in had a lot of Italian families - mainly green grocers, market gardeners, or hair cutters

Their large houses typically were of brown or orange bricks, double-story, white balustrades and often had a large white concrete lion or two...

In the kitchens were foods I had never eaten: olives, walnuts, roasted chestnuts, dark grapes, mozzarella, fresh pasta, biscotti, garlic, herbs etc

On many Fridays they would take me to an Italian restaurant where I ate pizza for the first time

And then there were the pretty Italian girls who flirted with me but always chose Italian boys

How different and wonderful it was to have the Italians as neighbours

My favourite Italian restaurant in Frankston growing up was owned and operated by a Lebanese family. I became best mates with a son of the owners (pure coincidence) and enjoyed their work free of charge.

Some of my family have lived and died in Frankston for generations. I used to visit the cemetery quite often with my Grandma, who'd show me the faded headstones of people I was apparently related to, and she's buried there now herself. From the names on the headstones it struck me then and it strikes me now how diverse Frankston has always been, even before the boom in post-war immigration.
 
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