I'm a simple Englishman. Give me a warm pint of dark ale and a lit fire in the fireplace and I am a happy bunny.
And yet I married an American. We speak the same language and yet we don't.
When I visit our family in Chicago its embarrassing enough that I have to speak slowly, and yet they still do not 'understand' me.
Luckily I am not alone in this plight and help is at hand:
I think I'll send this off to the in-laws as well.
hat tip to @jackschofield
kthanxbai!
was planning on posting this - instead i'll just link to here in a few days!!! ta :)
ReplyDeleteThanks IM - looking forward to hearing your views on the international problem that is 'English'
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