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Just what a well built Aussie bloke needs -- a good strong ute.

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  1. Both images are sooo full of symbols. Not bad ones, you realise.

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  2. I used to have pre-conceived ideas about blokes that drove cars like these - til I met a local fellow who is one of the sweetest, gentlest people you could know.

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  3. Blokes and their utes. Great combo for your post.
    Sydney - City and Suburbs

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  4. I suppose _he_ doesn't look at a girl ;-)

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  5. Your pictures made me curious about something that i feel like a fool asking . . . as an American, this guy looks very familiar. So do the trucks. My question is, what do Americans who look just like this guy think of the Australian version of themselves--and the reverse too.

    Any chance you know?

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  6. I would love to hear Joan's take on Mary Ann's question.

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  7. Mary Ann, I think that is a good question. I have been wondering myself what makes these particular images Australian versus rural people in other countries.

    So firstly some observations on what I think:
    * an Aussie ute is much smaller than an American pickup truck.
    * His hat is an Acubra whereas the American is more likely to wear a cowboy hat.
    * This gentleman though tall is likely to feel small beside many American men.
    * He will be using his ute for shooting kangaroos or wild pigs. I don't know what American's shoot.
    * When they talk they will have very different accents.

    Now what will they think of each other?
    * The Aussie is patriotic judging from the flag on the ute but the American will be even more patriotic.
    * The Aussie may know more about America (from watching American TV shows) than the American knows about Australia.
    * Even though their humour is different they will understand each other.
    * They will enjoy each others company.

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  8. Joan Elizabeth, thanks so much for your reply. I'm inclined to agree.

    I'm really unsure what it is Americans shoot, other than game in season.

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