If you go on this site and say something like "I'm broke right now, I'll have rice instead of steak for dinner" then somebody will come into your notes with the most condescending tone possible and say "EXCUSE ME but rice is FAR more expensive than steak", and if you disagree with them then they'll be like "Fancy gourmet rice cooked for you by a professional chef is much more costly than if your parents give you the steak that they won in a raffle" and act like this is a reasonable reading of your original post and they've successfully corrected you
"Fancy gourmet rice cooked for you by a professional chef is much more costly than if your parents give you the steak that they won in a raffle"
OP were you briefly possessed by Lemony Snicket to write this sentence
I don't know what you mean mate, that's a normal arse sentence?
I can't articulate why but this sounds like a sentence Lemony Snicket would write
I think it's because the steak was won in a raffle
Who the fuck is out here raffling off steaks
like if the parents bought the steak at Costco then it might have sounded normal to me but the idea of steak being raffled threw me off so bad
Sorry if this sounds like I'm being an asshole, I swear I'm not I was just thrown
You've never won steak in a raffle?
W H A T
What the fuck
We're a meat country. It's what we do here. Our big industries are meat, and stuff we mine out of the ground. What else are we gonna raffle.
There's nothing like the feeling of winning the meat raffle and desperately trying to figure out how much room you have in the freezer and which of your mates might be free for a bbq this weekend
My first Exposure to the concept of Australians winning a big platter of fresh meat as a prize at a social Event, was from watching an Episode of McLeod's daughters, though that wasn't a raffle as in pulling a lucky number, but a reward for winning a Tournament of something competitive, and there was never any mention of freezing some/most of the winnings, it was considered a given that both the Winner and her housemates at the Woman Farm would eat very well that night, and the question was only who of the various love-interests and platonic-buddies and it's-complicated-Men from the Man Farm would be invited to come over and share the Barbecue.






















