No idea where that expressions come from, as I’ve known a fair number of healthy dogs — but none the less I am feeling as crook as Rookwood, with my head feeling as full of snot as a centipede’s sock drawer. Life seems set on giving the old battler anything but a fair suck of the sav (don’t ask where THAT came from.). I’ve had (got?) the Whuflu, and it hit me for a six. I’m on the mend, but I still have a mouth that tastes like the bottom of a cocky’s cage. Tried to get stuck in but after an hour I was feeling cactus and completely Kerry-Packered and going to chunder. I’d barely had a butcher at the jobs. Well, I’m still better than a few days ago, and better than the cheese and kisses. I thought she was going to cark it.
Yeah, I know, going on like a pork chop. But I should be flat out like a lizard drinking, as busy as a one-handed paper hanger in in Didjerbringabonglong, lot of hard yakka to do before it’ll Wally Lewis. Whuflu: I’m jack of it, as happy as a tin of worms going fishing. I wish it would rack off.
Still, by tomorrow arvo she’ll be apples and I should be as fit as a mallee bull.
Too much idiom and local slang can kill your book. 🙂
And yes, I finally got my money out of Payoneer.
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11 responses to “Sick as a dog”
Congrats on getting paid! And my sympathies on the creeping crud. Last time I had it, I was shoutin’ for Ruth before I realized what hit me. As I fled work, a coworker said a three-days-dead camel looked better than I did.
Got sick myself the weekend after Christmas. As I told someone who asked, though, I’ve had worse. Didn’t quite get to the “Kill me now, please!” stage.
Not doing amazing myself, but at least I have avoided getting the cold. So far.
Can’t last forever, even though it feels that way. Hopes for rapid improvement.
Glad you got the vig, hope tomorrow you’ll be running on all eight.
Glad about the money but the rest of this stuff is too deep for me, Stevie.
Be wary of idioms. I was reading a cyberpunk story where a night street was described as all the colors of the rainbow. This had two problems. The first was that the natural connotations of rainbows militate against “cyberpunk.” The second was — actually rainbows don’t have that many colors, being very pure and saturated and all that.
Congrats on getting sticky fingers on your hard-earned dough! That’s the bee’s knees.
typed that into X, pressed “translate post” and Grok died…😂
Love it 🙂
I grasped the bit about getting paid. 😀 Congratulations on that, at least, and hope you’re back on your feet soon.
“Fair suck of the sav” refers to saveloys, a kind of sausage. This alliterative wordplay comes into quite a few Australian idioms.
“Kerry-Packered” is rhyming slang for knackered, meaning exhausted; “cheese and kisses” means “missus”. Australians got rhyming slang (and a love of playing with language, amongst other things) from London cockneys.
Hope this helps.