From the living room comes the unmistakable accent of Paul Hogan.
“Are you watching Crocodile Dundee?” I ask.
There’s pause. He’s hesitating. “No,” he replies, drawing the word out slowly.
“Are you watching Crocodile Dundee 2?”
“Yes,” he replies, defeated. “Do you know what’s sadder than me watching it though?”
“The fact that I could tell what
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