betiko wrote:I knew we couldn t put these two in the same room.. It s like poring water on gremlins. Should be more careful next time!
What are you saying boggy, that in merican, fanny means ass?? I ve never heard fanny in american English.
For us, Fanny is a nice girl s name from the south of france. It s always ver embarassing for those poor girls when they go to England and they are asked their name. You might wonder what the parents were thinking... Well it doesn t mean dirty things for us!
And after all I know an english guy called Richard Head. How can the parents not think of not calling their son like that??
Hipster, trendy, pretentious, trannies(sorry if the term offends, would Drag King be more suitable) like yourself don't often frequent the same places as middle aged - retired american tourists. Having had the dubious pleasure of spending almost a decade in Sydney I didn't have the luxury of avoiding the satirical vermin. It is almost as if on leaving the states they are all handed a leaflet outlining the negative stereotypes holding an american passport and being over the age of 40 obligates them to reinforce.
The Sydney Olympics was a particularly painful time for any Sydney based lover of common sense. Chubby sunburnt herds of greying, braying potential Darwin awards in the making, lurching in front of traffic. Wearing knee length shorts pulled up to their rib cages, sandals with socks, garish tea shirts that would make a colour blind epileptic twitch tucked into their shorts. Everything secured with a God bless America, or Texas is tops belt buckle. In deference to any readers that may have eaten in the past 24hrs I won't describe the head gear worn, nor go into detail on the scrapings from a butchers fat bin sheen on their triple chinned moon faced gormless faces. At least 2 out of 3 wore what Aussies/Poms/Kiwis would call a bum bag around their waste/waist. Often threaded through the same belt loops as their belt, creating a plaited life preserver like ring. The constantly snacking mericans called their bum bags, fanny packs. Much to the amusement of native english speakers.
Some things I over heard, and/or questions I was asked over the Olympic horror time.
"Look Sue, they have McDonalds here!"
"Remember the left is the right side down under"
"Have you gots any chapstick in your fanny pack"
"Stuff it in my fanny pack, I got plenty of room left"
"The opera house looks just like it does on the tv"
"Do you know Mel Gibson"
"Do your aboriginals own casinos?"
Maybe not such a dumb question. Australia has a similar record on treatment of first nations to america, just still in denial phase rather than guilt phase. Long way off equality
Looking back, my favourite conversation. At the time was working 16-20hr days, so a bit short tempered. My chef pants tipped the tourist off to me being a local. Was walking from the train station to the bus stop.
Merican mouth breather "Hey Bud, Where are the kangaroos? been here two days and haven't seen one."
Uncle Bogan "How many bald eagles, bears and cougars you got in your backyard?"
Merican mouth breather <in a condescending tone> "None, I live in a city!"
Uncle Bogan "What do you think Sydney is? Fuckwit"
Richard Head is/was an uncommon but not rare name. My cousin's grade 6(last year of primary school) teacher was called Richard Head. The state government representative for the Hunter Valley(my local area) for many years was the poorly named Richard Face. He got elected purely so people could say they voted for old dick face.