There'll be no bevans here.....

I've been living inner city ever since I moved out from the comfy house my parents owned in the suburbs. Being from the North side of Brisbane I'm well acquainted with bevans.
....However, I ask when did they move into the city burbs.

Recently I've noticed a spike in bevans in my neighbourhood. Have you also noticed the bevans who populate fortitude valley now too.

Each night and day I hear them at least twice revving their boosted up beef head cars. It's frightening. They are hear in the inner burbs breeding. More move in each week.

They are head because of the modern living facilities. The pumped up apartment blocks.

The come in their subarus with their neon lights and muffs.

Once when I was young and had no voice, my mum and sister arranged a date for me with a bevan. They didn't know that the gent was a bevan. He lived in our street. Walking to the bus I'd pass by reluctantly and he'd be working on the car. Then to my horror he started cathing my bus on non-bevan days.

So, he found me in the phone book and rang. I heard my sister on the phone saying "oh yeah Kate loves to play pool....sounds good. I'll just get her for you."
I found myself a couple of nights later at a bevan party somewhere on the south side...yes cliche but it was out near Woodridge. We arrived at some friend's party. There were beefed up bombs and yuppy bevan cars too lying around on the bevan's lawn etc.

We go inside the bevan house. He and his other bevan friends went to play pool. Oh yeah I love playing pool. But the girls aren't allowed to play pool. They have to stand around watching their boys play, swing beers and talk cards and probably boobs too.

I'm bored and ashamed. I go to the bathroom to find nudy pictures all over the bathroom.

When I return the girlfriends are all sitting around talking about their boyfriends and how they don't pay them any attention. There's no way I'm going out with this guy again. I'm so bored. I can't believe my despair.

The guy asks me if I'm having a good time. I reply "No I'm not and I'd like to leave".
His friend says "Why don't you put her in the back of your wagon and do her good".
"I'd like to leave right now!!"

He wasn't a bad guy he just was into bevan things and had some really dodgy friends.
As we get into the car to leave, he says "Do you mind if I do a 360 burn out"
"If you must" I reply.

I never saw him again after that.

Now, there are bevans in the inner city.