Poppy Goes to Australia!
Beck: So. Did you have a good time?
Poppy: Yes. Yes. Let me put it this way: I want to live here. I just need to find the right Aussie hunk to marry.
Nick: I offered. Just don't be fussy.

Poppy: This pic is to prove I was in Hobart. (To Nick as he approaches) Get back, Honkey cat!
Nick: Honkey what?
Poppy: Never you mind. It's an Elton John song. "Get back, Honkey Cat?" You know!
Nick: Errrr...
Beck: Next pic.

Poppy: The phone booths are funny. I like this one of the sign cuz it says "Give Way". They have these all over instead of "Yield" signs. I want to "give way" on Proctors Road.
Beck: Proctologist Road.
Poppy: Lube service. I find THAT funny, even though it is in the States as well.
Nick: (Laughs)
Poppy: Shut up Nick.
Nick: (In a "duhhh" voice) Chut up.
Poppy: Matt, where do babies come from?
Matt: Uggghhhh...
Nick: You burn them on CD.
Matt: My Dad says he found me in the bottom of his beer.
Poppy: Come on, Matt! Where do they come from, Matt?!!
Beck: He doesn't know.
Matt: From Machine Gun Fellatio.
Poppy: Finally, an honest answer! (Wanders off)
Beck: Moving on!
Nick: Heh... "Moving."
Matt: Heh... "On."
Nick: Heh... "heh."
Poppy: (From across the room) Oh god, now what?
Nick: ...And that's what I think about Poppy.

Poppy: Here are some pretty flowers up a bastardly big-ass hill. I was having a asthma attack at the time. This is right by the Uni(versity). Uni is a funny Aussie word, and so is ute (pickup truck). But the flowers are pretty, and this is the middle of farrrreaking winter!

Poppy: Beck, up close and personal. She was trying to dance.
Beck: No I wasn't.

Nick: That's a loverly pic.
Poppy: This is Nick after he flashed me his ass. As you can see he's doing up his belt...in his gay-ass Hawaiian shirt.
Nick: It is NOT gay-arse.
Poppy: Is so.
Nick: Meh.

Poppy: After that, we went walking and ended up near a boat in the middle of the sidewalk. I told Nick to get inside the boat.
Nick: I'm standing in front of the boat trying to look thoughtful and pensive.
Poppy: I said to look suave.

Poppy: Here we were at Beck's place....Nick, quit trying to eat the pic....Nick was trying to eat the bush spices. Now he's trying to eat the picture of us and the bush spices. Bush spices?! That's what it said on the package!
Beck: No one in Australia would find that funny.

Poppy: Beck off guard.
Nick: In every picture Beck is off guard.
Poppy: That night we went to the Uni bar.
Beck: There was an Engi barrel that night. That means, "Engineering students barrel" - a University-sponsored keg party. All the beer you can drink for $5. That's in Australian dollars by the way. Which works out to like...20 cents American.
Nick: Don't devalue my currency. That's more like 40 cents.

Nick: Nick looking a bit pissed.
Beck: That could be said for every picture.
Poppy: Uh, yeah.
Poppy: And Beck is looking disparagingly at Matt and Nick.
Nick: Beck loves us.
Matt, Poppy, Nick, and Eliza)
Nick: Ooo, look at your stomach.
Poppy: Me, Matt, Nick, and Eliza...we all showed a bit of tummy. Apparently it is now masturbatory material. At the time I was drinking a fru-fru drink called Aura...it's sweet and tastes like raspberries, not at all like alcohol. They don’t have them in the States.
Pool at the Uni bar
Poppy: Matt is holding his stick in a provocative manner...This is just before he was sick. He got REAL sick. Maybe even alcohol poisoning.
Nick: I had to clean his disgusting, disgusting shirt a day or two after.