Back before hipsters drank Emu Export it was the sole domain of the WA cobber. A man who Mike Whitney would be honoured to share a tin with.
A breed of man who never drank water, had trouble communicating emotion and treated his own spinal column as the most important tool in his daily repertoire. Just watch:
These days, the popularity amongst city kids trying to look cool has driven the cost of the humble bush chook to ridiculous levels. Some people even pay $70 for a block.
Needless to say this creates an insane amount of tension with the original country old mate community who would probably push women & children off a Titanic life raft to fit more blocks on.
Still there are men who would claim Export is too fancy for them. The sorts of men whose shorts and short and only the hallowed Emu Bitter will touch their lips. That’s a real man’s beer, they’ll tell you.
Gentrification, it will come for everything you love.
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Documenting the Human Zoo is thirsty work, so if you enjoyed what you read how about buying Belle a beer, ay?
for everything you love!
