Port Mac Bruh

 

So Port Macquarie is an interesting place. My brother was wearing one of my old jumpers, and a guy walking past yelled out “FAG” at him. Unfortunately I was in conversation and didn’t notice, otherwise I would have questioned the heterosexuality of the ugg-boots he was wearing at the time. Nothing screams masculinity quite like ugg-boots. All he was missing was some freshly painted nails and singlet with a mean girls quote on it. He wouldn’t sit with us. Anyway aside from that and a lady that aggressively flipped me off while I was driving (In her defence Hyundai’s flew here while she grew here) it’s actually a pretty lovely place. Everyone else was super nice and the beaches are crazy cool. Also I got to finally see my dogs again. I took them to a dog friendly beach for adventures, a giant walk through the bush where we were encircled by kangaroos (Who were then scared off by Mushka, who can barely hop across the long grass but has a fierce bark apparently) and then today I got them both groomed. Arguably I needed one more than them though. I literally just finished the drive then came home and jumped straight onto my laptop to blog about it. I must be exactly how they envision people from Sydney are. I should get a singlet made saying You Can’t Blog With Us. Also hey tomorrow I’ll announce the new discount code. Sit tight.

– Lonely Kids Club