The Commuter

Australia is a vast continent of rugged beauty and sweeping desert plains, but Craig Preston didn’t give a shit about any of that, because he lived in Melbourne, where he had a far better chance of getting a root than some drongo stuck in the middle of the outback with a couple of wallabies.

When Craig graduated from University and entered the workforce he was injected into the world of the commuter, trudging each day from the suburbs into downtown Melbourne and back, crammed into trains like sardines and destined for a diabolically boring existence. He discovered that you can either sit back and let life get you down, or you can stand up and kick it fair and square in the nuts.

Either way, you need to be prepared, because if your chooks turn into emus, they’ll kick your dunny door down!