DesertRat
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Joined: 11/29/2004 From: NM/USA Status: offline
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~fr~ In 2000, I was on a job in CA and my colleague was from Liverpool. When we were first gettng to know each other we were talking about our favorite pasttimes. I told him I was a very serious, hardcore cross-country skier and he listened very attentively, asked me what I wore when skiing, then proceeded to fall out of his chair laughing when I told him about my wool jersies and corduroy knickers. I briefly had a girlfriend in Wales (my first true submissive) and I noticed her pained looks when I mentioned my "fanny pack". Finally, she asked me to "please stop saying that", and explained why. I was embarrassed and also I understood why the woman in the security line at Gatwick airport looked so disgusted when I asked her to hand me my fanny pack. Years ago, when I had an Austin-Healey Sprite, I honestly thought I could remove road tar from the paint by rubbing it with a candle. Why not? The owner's manual said to use "paraffin"...which is English for "kerosene". I guess most people are familiar with other differences like: curb/kerb, flashlight/torch, backyard/garden, camper trailer/caravan, dangerously violent maniac/rugby fan, etc.
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When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro--Hunter S. Thompson It's crackers to slip a rozzer the dropsy in snide!--Chief Dead St. Knockout, 1933, Liverpool Damn the crops. I'll only find peace at the end of a rope.--Winston Van Loo, 1911
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