From the same (filthy) mind that brought you John Howard's Little Book of Truth comes the last word on Australian profanity. The Bugle's Dicktionary ejaculates its population paste over the English language's parched landscape of polite drivel. The Dicktionary is not just another dull doorstopper penned by pointy-heads at Cambridge, Macquarie, the Ponds Institute et al. This tome speaks to the everyone, be you a Carpet Muncher, an Arse Bandit or an AC/DC a Tasmaniac or a Bogan in the throws of Hand to Gland Combat or Hurling a Side Walk Signature. Whether you are wearing your Beer Goggles or have a Head on you like a Bulldog Eating a Wasp, it don't matter, it just don't matter.
