Mate!

At lunch, today, Liz laughed at the term "mated" and I said it made me think of Australians, more than anything else. Our present-at-the-table Aussie (wannabe, actually, I recently found out, much to my dismay -- haha) quickly corrected me.

Vince: "No, no, no -- you would NOT marry your mate[!]."

[More protestation, to drive the point home]

Ange: "I just mean that when I hear 'mate', it makes me think of Australians..."

Yeah, really. Seriously! Thankyouverymuch.

Well, in light of that little exchange, I just thought I should draw everyone's attention to this very useful bit of information:

Date Your Mate

Hahaha. It really cracks me up that this was posted at such an opportune time. Haha. Ha.

:D

(Note: If I suddenly invite you to play twister in the museum, dressed in berries and chocolate, I'm not implying that we're mated: I'm just trying to apply the Word by dating you, mate! [Haha, that visual cracks me up even more.])