While watching the American Country Music Awards, Amy looks over and my mom and me.
Amy: When I grow up, I want a Nashville boy. So he can be all: (in a terrible Australian accent) "G'day, mate!"
My Mom and I: ....
Amy: No, wait! I mean: (in the same accent) "G'day Mate!" No! I mean: (in a poor British accent) "G'day, Mate!" NO! WAIT, I CAN DO THIS! (in a normal voice) "Good. Day. Mate." NO! WAIT! (in a super-high Australian accent) "G'daaaaayyy, maaate!"
Me: ...None of those were even close. And you might want to try "Howdy, partner" since "g'day, mate" is an Australian greeting.
Amy: Never mind, then. But you guys know what I mean, right?
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