Robyn Gallagher

I consider myself to be a bit of a bad-arse. I don’t work hard at bad-arse behaviour; I just let it come naturally. For example, I smuggled a Swiss Army Knife in my hand luggage through security at Melbourne Airport and onto an aeroplane. Yeah, that’s pretty bad-arse. Another bad-arse thing I’ve done was delivering [...]

I turned the corner and almost recoiled in horror. There was a dorky DJ playing boring dance music and he was surrounded by bowls of fruit-flavoured chewy sweets. Around the booth were very serious looking men in yellow t-shirts putting stickers with the product’s logo onto all the mousy women they could lure into their [...]