Aaah, my children, back so soon?
Grab a seat beside the fire, gather ’round.
Tales are to be told,
Pandemics are to be circulated.

Before I begin, I’d like to apologise to Mr Mangan.
{See post titled “Opening the Linguistic Envelope”}
There are MUCH more clueless people than you. Mainly, Americans.
Such stupiditiy can only be rewarded with bad soap operas, but it looks like someone got the job done before I could get around to it. I can’t seem to source the original page but it mentioned something about teens chatting eachother up via abbreviation, and how awful it was because for some reasons teenagers have never, in the history of the world, ever, been interested in getting into one another’s pants without their parents finding out.
Honestly. I’d also like to point out that a lot of these probably didn’t source from teenagers themselves but those of former generations looking for a way to ‘fit in comfortably’ with the youth if-ya-know-what-I-mean.

Melbourne's Inner-Northern Suburbs: Pre-flu

So, they said when pigs fly… and bird flu.
The general majority of Australians I’d encountered didn’t seem to bother giving a damn or even being informed about swine flu until it reached our youth, clawing out their immunes in the form of headaches, and you guessed it, general FLU symptoms. People didn’t know much about the progress of the illness (note: not disease)  so a huge panic started when it actually reached our shores. Congratulations to general consensus again, for not giving a flying pigs arse about anyone but yourself. Leave it up to the Mexicans, you said. Well, we did. They taught the flu how to illegaly cross borders. Now look where we at, foo’. Read more…