I’ve been calling my husband Himself for years and nobody’s had an objection to it. 
That would be Dunlop Disease, as in “his belly done lopped over his belt”.
Nice, very nice.
a.k.a. “Furniture Disease”: his chest has dropped into his drawers.
That’s hysterical. About 30 years ago my ex and I spent a few months on the east coast of Australia, and the impression we formed was of a culture that was almost exactly that of California, but 10-20 years ago.
Sounds like that’s still the case! Kids been saggin’ for decades here. An unusually persistent fashion statement.
building site bottom or brickie’s crease.
I’m so glad our backward, unfashionable hick ways give you free entertainment.
According to a recent UK television advert, it’s because their wives make their sandwiches with low-calorie bread. (Link to quite amusing video)
Free my ass. My at-the-time wife lost the frickin diamond from her wedding ring somewhere south of Coonabarabran. Then of course the alimony.
But I do still get a giggle out of the surfer gear we saw on Bribie Island. Thanks, I’m sure there’s nothing to laugh at in California.
Anyone else call it a norge?
No, where does that come from?
You just kind of take it for granted that slang for the crack of your plumber’s terrifying ass is universal, and then you find out people call it a “builder’s smile”, which seems incredibly cute and witty to you, but to them it’s old hat.