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Walking home from work. The Tasman Bridge (over the Derwent River Estuary). September 2012.

Theme Thursday?

While I don't mind CONVERSATIONS, I can't help but feel that the inevitable disputes, arguments and (occasionally) scuffle ruin it for me. Don't get me wrong, I'm a decent bloke, but when I'm ropeable, when I'm spewin', I'm as cross as a frog in a sock. One cross word and I am as mad as a cut snake.

I like a yabber, but not with a galah. Fruit loops, dills and nongs normally get me to do me block. I give 'em a fair crack of the whip! If yer fair dinkum, you'll get a fair go. If you've got tickets on yourself, hooly-dooly, we'll have ourselves a blue on.

I won't have ya playing sillybuggers. Rat bags can pull ya heads in. You can rack off. But usually they sit there like a stunned mullet with a shut gob. Sometimes they'll have a whinge, sometimes they'll go walkabout. That's right, they'll spit the dummy and shoot through.

Usually, she'll be right. Unless they're a sandgroper or a seppo, of course. Big noters. You've got bucklys chance and by the time they've cooled off they'll be at the back of Bourke.

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smudgeon said…
This reminds me slightly of the Monty Python sketch with the WWI pilots and their banter. But, unlike that sketch, I understand your banter all too well.

Cripes.
13 September 2012 at 12:58
Roddy said…
I'm actually ahead of you. Gooses leave me wanting.
Is money that tight that you have to walk home?
13 September 2012 at 19:31
Roddy said…
I'm actually ahead of you. Gooses leave me wanting.
Is money that tight that you have to walk home?
13 September 2012 at 19:31
Brian Miller said…
oy, i need a translator...but its fun to listen to...smiles....nice pic of you...and great title...nice truth in it...
14 September 2012 at 05:58
joanne said…
I know that wasn't English! But I think I got your drift.....
14 September 2012 at 06:59
Mary said…
OK, so you have used Aussie terms. I am in need of a translator too. Smiles.
14 September 2012 at 08:58
Susan said…
Do they all mean the same thing? They all have the same rhythm and I feel I have it, just like Jabberwolky, "Don't get me wrong, I'm a decent bloke, but when I'm ropeable, when I'm spewin', I'm as cross as a frog in a sock. One cross word and I am as mad as a cut snake." I have never seen a frog in a sock--o, I can imagine--but the rest rings bells.
15 September 2012 at 06:52
Mrsupole said…
I tell you all the time that you are a handsome devil and I will not follow you across that bridge.

I was laughing through most of this and since my MIL was Canadian I could understand most of what was said. Her favorite word was sillybuggers or just buggers. My girls were little buggers when they misbehaved.

And quit your yabbering was another one.

Happy Theme Thursday. Hope you are having a great weekend.

God bless.
15 September 2012 at 21:56
SH -ic said…
oh your eldsest looks like you ..hello kris
21 September 2012 at 07:19
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