Cleaning a bike for entry to Australia

they still fucking treated me like one. i got all sorts -
shitcunt customs officer: "what is your purpose of this visit?"
prodigal son: "erm, i am coming home"
sco: "why have you been away for 4 years?"
ps: "because i could"
pco: "how long are you planning to stay?
ps: "as long as i fucking like, what sort of a question is that?"
pco: "son, come with me..."
perth customs officers are fucking massive dickheads.

What passport are you on though? Aussie one?

I've never had any 'real' grief from passport places anywhere. Every now and then someone will ask a couple more questions than usual but nothing harrowing.

I took a skin drum to my old man through Tulla and the bloke checked it but was really cool about it all.