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He’s hilarious! Thankfully the translation helped ‘cos I wasn’t following easily
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Hahaha
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Haha…. funny, I even understood a bit!
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😜
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too funny
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😉
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‘Naturally smart-ass language’ (!) Thank you — and g’day!
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G’day to you too
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He was hoot! .
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🙂
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He was sooo funny. Thanks for the laugh this morning, brightened my day no end! 🙂
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Glad it did!
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I think I understood. Except for the part about “digger”(?) In the park which I assume means drunk? Thanks for the laugh. He’s hilarious!
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digger can mean so many different things… Believe me, I’m still trying figuring out some things…
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Digger means a person who is (or has been) serving in the Australian Defence Force
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Yep…
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Oh my goodness, that was funny! I’ll laugh all night now! 🙂
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Glad it made you giggle 🙂
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I have an aunt, uncle and cousins living in Australia. Listening to them talk always makes me smile. It’s a whole different vocabulary. 🙂
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When we arrived here I really struggled understanding them! Then we lived here for a couple of years and then went to the US and I struggled understanding them…
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When we left Germany and were sent to Georgia, I had to spend 2 months in an off base school. I almost failed the 3rd grade again because I’d come home crying that they didn’t speak English in that school. I could understand what they wanted if they wrote it on the board, but not if they asked verbally. Oddly, both of my kids were born in the deep south and I can pull the accent out of the air if needed but it goes back in the hip pocket the moment I walk away from there. When in Rome. 🙂
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Ha, that’s really interesting!
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