I need to say something. I am blown away by this thread! Thanks guys, so much, these are bloody hilarious! luv ya all.
There are so many good old Aussie collquialisms here it nearly makes me burst with happiness to know I belong to this adorable bunch of ratbags! We are a country with a beautiful, wicked, and clever (!) sense of humour.
I need to say one more thing. I laid in bed trying to remember more of Dad’s (and Mum’s sometimes) old sayings. Then, BANG, a door swung open in my mind and they came flooding in.
But, then came a fear. There are so many replies here, what if I post something that someone else has already posted? So I would like to declare amnesty for any repeated lines. We’re forgiven for missing one here and there.
Having got that out the way, here is my first one for today.
This weather would freeze the balls of a brass monkey!
Frogs are bad (fart)
Head like a pickled cabbage.
Nice horse but thin ( skinny woman)
Couldn’t rip the skin off a custard (weakling)
As smart as a room full of coppers.
Useful as an ashtray on a camel.
Came a gutser (fell off/over, crashed)
They can pop and sizzle in hot pan, so I guess it’s the fat spitting everywhere and the chop kind of dancing around the pan a bit because of the moisture underneath collecting and then boiling off the fat in the pan.
You don’t get it now because the phrase has been politically corrected. I’m surprised your Dad did that back then. But, then again, I don’t know how long ago “back then” was. Anyway here is the original version. Carrying on like a Jew with a pork chop. The explanation: The Jewish religion forbids the eating of pigs. If anyone served pork or ham or bacon to a Jewish person, they might carry on a bit, I guess, especially if they were hungry ha ha. PC has made the phrase meaningless and I have to chuckle when I hear it used meaninglessly these days.