Sometimes I wish Australia was more like Lebanon. If you start crying or bitching, the locals will take care of you... the REAL way. Not the bitching way.
Some jahesh of a Shepard started bringing his sheep to the village I come from. My village is a quiet, working class village. Now the sheep were shitting all over the place and people were getting the shits (pun not intended). This Shepard saw a green patch of grass on the northern side of the village. A single driveway leads into this grass area, and my uncles house is one of only 2 along that driveway, so essentially this jahesh was entering my uncles land... and he thought he would casually stroll in and let his sheep feed on my uncles grass. My uncle got word of this. He got his range rover, parked it across the driveway, and sat on the hood with his shotgun. The Shepard came, saw this, shit himself, rounded up his sheep, and pissed off