Vc sabe o que significam essas gírias?
belly laugh = to laugh hard from your abdomen
conk out = to go to sleep
dude = idiomatic / slang greeting used when addressing someone
feel no pain = to have consumed a lot of alcohol or other drug and feeling very good
hang five = to spend time relaxing
kick in the pants = a lot of fun
mellow out = to calm down relax
name your poison = to choose which type of drink / substance you would like
one for the road = a drink before leaving
party animal = someone who likes to consume a lot of alcohol or drugs
shoot the breeze = to speak, have a relaxed conversation
speak of the devil = phrase used when someone appears shortly after s/he is mentioned
twiddle one’s thumbs = to waste time
veg out = to relax by doing nothing in particular watching TV or some other easy activity
wing it = to improvise do something by intuition rather than following a set plan
Leia esse diálogo entre 3 amigos em um bar e aprenda algumas da slangs (gírias) usadas em conversas entre homens.
Tom: Dude! I haven’t seen you for ages! How are you doing?
Andy: I’m doing great. It’s good to see you again. What have you been up to lately?
Tom: Nothing much. You know, the job, the wife, the kids, the dog, lots of responsibility. Still, it’s a good life I lead. Nothing to complain about.
Andy: I’m glad to hear it. Have you seen Peter lately?
Tom: Speak of the devil! Here he comes now!
Andy: No, you’re kidding … You’re right. There he is! Well, this is my lucky day. First I see my roommate from college, and then here comes our favorite drinking buddy.
Tom: Yeah, Peter’s quite the party animal. Seems like the gods are trying to tell us something. I think we need to hang five together.
Peter: Hey dudes! What’s up? Long time no see!
Andy: You can say that again. What have you been doing lately?
Peter: Oh you know, twiddling my thumbs. I haven’t really done much of anything for the last few weeks.
Tom: That can’t be true. You were always a kick in the pants. I can’t imagine you’ve been domesticated.
Peter: No, no, I’m still single. I’m just mellowing out in my old age.
Andy: Ha! That doesn’t sound like you. Hey, let’s go to a bar.
Peter, Tom: Sounds like a good idea…
(three hours later somewhere in a bar)
Tom: Dudes, I have to get going. I need to conk out. Tomorrow’s another day.
Andy: Why would you want to leave now?! We’re feeling no pain!
Tom: Right, but tomorrow I’ll be feeling plenty of pain right between the eyes!
Andy: (lets out a belly laugh) Come on, just hang around and shoot the breeze.
Peter: Yeah, at least one more for the road.
Tom: OK, OK, you’ve convinced me.
Andy: Name your poison.
Tom: I’ll have a whisky sour.
Peter: Make that two, bartender.
Tom: So Peter, what about your presentation tomorrow?
Peter: Oh that, yeah. I guess I’ll have to wing it. I’m not going to get any work done tonight.
Tom: That’s our party animal.
Andy: Party on, dudes!