yadda yadda yadda


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yad·da yad·da yad·da

or ya·da ya·da ya·da  (yä′də yä′də yä′də)
adv. Informal
And so forth; et cetera.

[Imitative of long-winded or voluble speech.]

yadda yadda yadda

(ˌjædəjædəˈjædə) or

yada yada yada

n
slang US tedious or long-winded talk
[C20: of uncertain origin; possibly imitative of the sound of someone talking at length in a dull manner]
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(I'm not a paid endorser, yadda yadda yadda. It's just cute.)
When I say "we", I know I'm not speaking for everyone, there are some of you, I'm sure, who feel overjoyed at Trump becoming the most powerful leader in the world and you're sick of "left-wing hand wringers" like me complaining about it, as democracy has been served, yadda yadda yadda.
We're beginning to think that the future isn't like blah blah blah but instead is going to be more like yadda yadda yadda. We're beginning to see through whatever, and we're coming to appreciate the truth of something else.
I was pushing at an open door with them, preaching to the choir, yadda yadda yadda ...
I think not, even though some pundits have claimed that Jeantel's hostile mumblings were "misunderstood" by white people because of complex cultural differences and yadda yadda yadda, but I'm not buying it.
All who have written regarding the music being too loud, Sluggo, promotions, the beer batter, yadda yadda yadda (relax, it's a "Seinfeld" reference) are going to get what they want (for at least a few innings).
They are mostly Wagyu, which easily is the most melting beef you've ever eaten because they massage the cows, yadda yadda yadda. It's very good, outrageously expensive meat.
I've heard it all: it's too cold for African priests, the food is too bland for East Indian priests, the speed limits are too low for Polish priests, yadda yadda yadda. Maybe the worst culture shock for these guys is hailing from a background where the family, the Catholic faith, and the priesthood are revered, and arriving in a parish where there's no need for regular Mass attendance, Church authority, or even the priesthood.
Even the contestants' supposedly heartfelt ruminations about the experience ("incredible journey," "here to win," yadda yadda yadda) have started to bleed together.
"I was getting so many phone calls from agents, all yadda yadda yadda; I was passing on everything," says Carl Bromley; editorial director of Nation Books.
It's not about saying, "I believe, yadda yadda yadda." There comes a time when you ask yourself, "Do I believe in God of my own will, because I want to, or do I believe because my parents influenced me?" Now, I start adopting the former approach.
Sometimes, our writing is better served by "reinserting" these latent elements, a practice that calls to mind the Seinfeld episode in which narrative details are omitted with "yadda yadda yadda." In this vein, to the book title, The Man Nobody Knows, we might reinsert the personal pronoun whom, thereby emphasizing the humanity of the title character.