get a big dog up ya Collingwood
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Poem by Longfellow, the American ballad writer.
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If the mountain won’t go to Mohammed…
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Regarding what he termed , ugly… a head like a polish football
When he had no time for someone…i wouldn’t give him the ballroom in my pants.
Bocka , could be a ballarat word , …a haircut.
A mate of mine at cricket had some great ones…definitely not woke…70s and 80s.
You wouldn’t look good in a Rolls Royce
I’d rather be up her than up north
It’s like putting a gold ■■■■ on a toilet door
I’d rather be riding her than the 67 tram
You wouldn’t know if a tram was up you till the conductor rang the bell
You wouldn’t know a band was up you till they gave you the drum
Both signifying a lack of respect for your mental acuity
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Your batting order doesn’t go all the way to 11
You’re not the full two bob
head like a dropped pie
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I’m sorry son I made you support Essendon!
Loving this thread, few came to mind
Tough as old boots!
Strong as an ox
Talk the leg off an iron pot.
Cut him off at the socks !
I must go to the office. (He was a plumber: the office was aka the dike).
That was a good one: three times round the bowl. (Not said if the OL was in earshot).
Saturday morning, the OM would get up early, and come to attention as loudly as possible on the floorboards in the hall outside my bedroom, and shout at the top of his voice: “Shoot, McKenzie, shoot !” He would never tell me who McKenzie was. Some one from WWII ? Or maybe earlier, from a Tom Mix western ? Anyway, it had the desired effect: we’d get to Windy Hill in time for the Reserves.
Strike me lucky ! (He got that one from Mo McCackie).
Silly as a wheel.
Happy as a pig in sh*t.
Pass me the American screwdriver. (He meant, pass him the hammer).
If it was raining whiskey, he’d only have a fork.
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Well spank me with a cactus!
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When finishing any job “We should’ve done that first”
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Stop carrying on like a pork chop
Not worth a brass razoo
You will be waking up in the middle of next week
My Dad would clean my footy boots, and every chance he got
“If you cant be a good footballer at least look like one”
Strike me down with a feather.
A lot of lines taken from Roy Rene double entendres. Such as
- tickle my a rse with a feather
- that’s not what I said, you misheard me, I said particularly nasty weather
That smell could knock a buzzard off a ■■■■ wagon.
If you don’t eat, you don’t ■■■■, and if you don’t ■■■■, you die.
Like water off a duck’s back.
Cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey.
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I’ve seen more ticker in a broken watch
I think its like the show with mrs bucket , mrs bouquet, who tries to be posh. But he was saying it 30 years before the show was made. A posh person covering up the noise and advoiding embarrassment.
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Sam Newman loved using this line whenever something a little off colour was said on TFS. The joke is basically that the faux pas is occurring in a genteel setting when one is trying to impress local clergy.
‘The only difference between you and a bucket of ■■■■’s the bucket.’
-My old man to me, 1984, 1985, 1986 etc.