
Hope Rocky the Roo, was good to you;
with either presents from his pouch or;
a punch to the pwned.
This from a brit.Sean wrote:Sorry Dave, that doesn't wash with me. In fact it's completely hypocritical to expect higher standards from a fast food server than from yourself. Really? Who do you expect to find working in a fast food restaurant? Noel Coward?
London is a popular place to visit because they have learned to speak some
English over there. Although frankly, they have a long way to go. I had a
lot of conversations that went like this:
ME: Excuse me, could you tell us how to get to Buckingham Palace?
BRITISH PERSON: Right. You go down this street here, then you nip up the
weckershams.
ME: We should nip up the weckershams?
BRIT: Right. Then you take your first left, then you just pop 'round the
gorn-and-scrumbles, and, Jack's-a-doughnut, there you are!
ME: Jack's a doughnut?
BRIT: Right.
Also they have a lot of trouble with pronunciation because they can't move
their jaw muscles because of malnutrition caused by wisely refusing to eat
English food, much of which was designed and manufactured in medieval times
during the reign of King Walter the Mildly Disturbed. Some dishes--no
effort is made to conceal this fact--contain KIDNEYS. We also saw one dish
with a sign next to it that said--I swear I am not making this up--"Spotted
Dick."
....At the height of rush hour, people on the London underground actually
say "excuse me." Imagine what would happen if you tried an insane stunt
like that on the New York City subway? The other passengers would take it
as a sign of weakness, and there'd be a fight over who got to keep your
ears as a trophy.
Dave Barry has been at The Miami Herald since 1983. A Pulitzer Prize winner for commentary, he writes about issues ranging from the international economy to exploding toilets.
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Ah! My mistake. I didn't realise that Mr Barry was posting under your username.quaddriver wrote:Should I forward your reply to the author? You give me credit where credit is not due!
quaddriver wrote:
As Dave Barry once noted: