Disgusted with life, he stuffed his gut with pork and beans, locked himself into a telephone booth, and committed farticide in front of a horrified crowd.
A more nuanced take on ‘not here to fuck spiders’. A classic Australianism expressing that things of little consequence or excessive moderation are not worthy to be undertaken.
Further context, similar to ‘having bigger fish to fry’.
“Hey Ellis, last drinks just got called. Pint of pale and mezcal chaser?” says Toph.
“Not here to fornicate with arachnids.” he replies in support of the offer.
An obsequious servant, waiter, or sales assistant; one who continually follows closely behind their employer/customer, fawning and pathetically eager to please.
The moment you entered the store, you had a fartcatcher treading on your heels.