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92 years ago groucho marx sang a song about Dutton and the lnp
I don't know what they have to say It makes no difference anyway Whatever it is, I'm against it No matter what it is or who commenced it I'm against it
Your proposition may be good But let's have one thing understood: Whatever it is, I'm against it And even when you've changed it or condensed it I'm against it
I'm opposed to it On general principles, I'm opposed to it
He's opposed to it In fact, indeed, he's opposed to it
I (grew up in the US) always heard "fudge is made". Is "chocolate" more common there in the saying? If so, a rare win for syllables in Australian English (some shortened slang threw me for a loop the first time I heard/read it).
Are you talking about my "milk milk lemonade" headline? Yeah it's always been chocolate but fudge would work too. It comes with actions also.
I think because fudge wasn't really around until 20 years ago for us, someone changed it to chocolate. That's how I remember it in the 80s.
Haven't been feeling well the past few hours since making my way home (word vomited a comment that got lost in the ether, probably for the better). Collapsed when I came home and slept for a couple hours, having felt, and still feeling, nauseous + dizzy + lethargic + sad and bleary. I hope to hell it isn't the flu. I really don't need this now!
Dragged myself to the kitchen, made a big pot of arroz verde, took the bins out, about to collapse on couch with dinner and a movie and plenty of water and a couple nurofen. Begone, ill humours. May I wake up tomorrow feeling refreshed and healed. I think the shittiest part of living alone is when you fall sick...
Nearly home time. A Temu Pakige awaits me at home. Any bets as to whether I have to return anything from this one, or will everything actually be as advertised?
Edit: all appears as advertised. Many decals, plus some odds and ends including a little spout thing which works like an extender for my too-short kitchen tap. Seems to work.
