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A u-ey is a U-turn Aussie-style: quick, casual, and usually slightly questionable. Someone yelling “chuck a u-ey!” means the driver has missed the turn—again. It’s a staple of road trip vocabulary, especially when relying on a mate with terrible navigation skills. Doing a u-ey is practically a sport in tight Aussie streets, and half the time it feels like a small miracle when executed cleanly.

Mate, chuck a u-ey before we end up lost.

A snag is the humble hero of every Aussie barbie—just a sausage, but treated like a national treasure. Doesn’t matter if it’s fancy or cheap, burnt or barely cooked, a snag on bread with sauce is peak Aussie cuisine. It’s the first thing to run out at any barbecue and the last thing anyone admits to burning. If someone forgets the snags, that’s a crime against humanity.

He forgot the snags again—the galah.

Mate is the universal Aussie word—friend, enemy, warning, compliment, you name it. Tone does all the heavy lifting. A cheerful “mate!” means you’re legends together; a stretched out “maaaate…” means someone’s done something dodgy. It’s friendly, warm, sarcastic, aggressive, or supportive depending on the vibe. Aussies use it nonstop, even with strangers. If someone calls you mate, you’re either in their good books or about to get told off—flip a coin.

Listen here, mate… you’ve messed this up.

Goon is cheap wine in a box—the official fuel of broke backpackers and chaotic uni students. It’s not classy, but it gets the job done, usually too well. Comes in a silver bag that doubles as a pillow after your life decisions catch up with you. Aussies have a weird love-hate relationship with goon: we roast it constantly, but somehow it ends up at every party. If someone offers you goon, you’re either about to make a new best friend or deeply regret tomorrow.

Only bogans and backpackers smash goon like that.

Footy is basically the heartbeat of Aussie weekends. Could be AFL, could be rugby, could even be soccer if you're pushing it—no one fully agrees and that’s part of the fun. It's what everyone’s yelling about on the telly, what half the country builds their social life around, and the reason some blokes lose their voices every Sunday. Footy isn’t just a sport; it’s beers, mates, drama, and yelling at refs who cannot hear you but somehow deserve it. If someone invites you for footy this arvo, cancel your plans—you already have new ones.

Let’s grab Maccas and watch the footy this arvo.