Growing up as a New South Welshman there are rules that are adhered to.  Under no circumstances do you drink XXXX as you would be considered a traitor and even threatened with being run out of the state. You will barrack for the NSW Blues affectionately known as cockroaches in State of Origin footy and you will never ever marry anyone from south of the border. I married a ‘Mexican.’ Lucky for me I had earned enough bagging Qld points to stay in NSW.

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