Of Clays and Cursing

Vida 'ordered' me and Fran to clean out the clay shit sinks . It wasn't THAT bad lah , until i got this really bad back ache until i cannot stand up -.-
then she asked to transfer clay lumps from one bucket to another
Warning : Replacing the F words with Huck

Me : Aiyerr , this so smellyy
Fran : I know , stupid bitch
Me : What does she think shes doing to us la wey
Fran : Child abuse !
Me : true true . faster start faster finish
* fran throws lumps into the bucket and accidentaly hits head on the cupboard
Fran : HUCHUCKHUCKITYHUCKK ! i cant be hucked to this shit
Me : Calm down la , eh bleeding or not?
Fran : Its not hucking bleeding externally but internally , HUCK
Clara : Fran , shut up , she can hear you from outside
Fran : Huck her , can't be hucked to do this shit

Dont you find australians words colourful?

She threw clay and cursed a little bit as well ,
Abe;ll;e.