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Sure, we're weirdly specific about coffee, psychotically patriotic, especially when caught in other countries (the national sporting colors are green and gold, by the way), prone to getting weepy at Qantas ads, and peculiarly ignorant about the rules of baseball, but we're a pretty cool country.
And while we're as full of weirdos, emotionally bizarre lunatics, and sleazes as any other country, we have an abject advantage in the dating pool: everybody automatically thinks dating an Australian is cool.
Even if we don't like coffee, we'll at least know what a flat white is — but chances are reasonable that we'll have opinions about roasts.
I still have no idea why this is so disgusting to some people, but there it is: an antipodean burger, with the lot from New Zealand to Oz, involves pineapple, bacon, onion, egg, lettuce, tomato, and cheese.
Aussies often don't realize how strange an obsession with skin cancer is, or why everybody keeps assuming we all love Kylie Minogue. If you find yourself dating an Aussie, these are things you are just going to have to accept.
Or at least try to accommodate with as much grace as possible.
Things you wouldn't feel comfortable saying to your grandmother regularly turn up on our network news or in our Parliament.
Australian sport's lucky if it has rules, let alone the paddings, coverings, or medieval quilts your lot waltz around in.If you say idly that you have a suspicious mole, your Australian partner will be pouncing on it and measuring the sides with a ruler before you can say "melanoma".Chances are exceptionally high that we know or are related to somebody who's had some skin cancer — and there have been so many publicity campaigns about cancer prevention and awareness that we're probably mini-experts on mole diagnosis."The bush" is any vacant area beyond the outskirts of a city or populated place, and "the Outback" is deep central Australia, the bit with red deserts and giant inexplicable rocks. The thing you barbecue, with the wavy legs and delicious white flesh? Here's another secret, though: charcoal barbecues aren't often our style.It's likely that we actually had standing, permanent barbecues in our back yards, run by gas cylinders.