Hugh Jackman and Russell Crowe in New York City. (June 9, 2013) -Photo: Bauer-Griffin, Fame/Flynet, Getty, INFdaily, Pacific Coast News, Splash News, WENN
“Look mate, if you could just stand over there away from me that’d be great. I don’t need to feel like the fattest chick in the world.”
“I wish I knew how to quit you.”
It’s not you, it’s me.
It’s ok…they’re Australian.
He’s a lumberjack and he’s okay.
“sorry I’m taking all your roles, mate”
It’s one of those cop buddy films. Porkchop and Hamhock.
I love funhouse mirrors too, Wolverine.
“Australian for queer, mate.”
“Do you even lift?”
“Yeah… Cheeseburgers, ice cream cones, doughnuts…”
“Don’t feel bad for losin…I was wrestlin wolves back when you were at your mother’s teet.’
I’ll take Aussie’s on the down low for $500, Alex.
“Goodbye Dad, I promise I’ll call!”
“Let’s go grab a few frothies and say rude things to people like we’re in the outback.”
A Farewell to Arms.
“Don’t let the mongrels get ya down, mate.”
“You too, ya bastard.”
If Paul Hogan showed up too, a wallaby would spontaneusly generate out of thin air.
“I think you’re awesome, Russell”
“I think YOU’RE awesome, Joaquin”
“I’m sorry about your baby, mate. Damn those bloody dingoes.”
Aussies make me feel funny down there… They look delicious.
“Hugh, let me give you some advice…”
“Don’t be an asshole ragewad, or I’ll get fat?”
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