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Pickles Graham
Pickles Graham 1950 In the kitchen of a large sheep station in western Queensland at Dirranbandi the boss lady was talking to the staff. She was going to the ball that evening and was parading about, in her evening wear, and scarf. Finally it came, her turn to speak to Pickles Graham. She said, looking down her long nose. "do you dance Pickles?." "No missus, I spose" “Oh” she said "You must dance Pickles?" Pickles scratched his bonzer nose. He said "Well yes missus, I do the Bullockys polka missus, I spose" "Oh" she said pretending interest, yawning, "What is it, how does it go." "Well” said Pickles, lightly performing. "You grab the ladies and swing them quick shake them, till dung flies out like bricks" “spose” Don Johnson true story of old Dirranbandi
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