Awww, Curty is so cute!
He just posted this on MySpace. He's such a good writer- so cute!
You know, there's a saying among the Americans over here regarding their dealings with the Brits: We're two cultures separated by a common language.
First of all, there are so many different forms of the British dialect that it's damn near impossible to understand them all. And telephone conversations are right out.
Second, let me give you a quick primer on American to British English, to include a lot of slang terms they like to use over here (some of which you've probably heard of):
Fries are chips, and chips are crisps. Panties are pants, and pants are trousers. Car trunks are boots, and boots are wellies. Cigarettes are fags, and (male homosexuals) are poofs. A masturbater is a wanker, and a wanker is a plonker. Vaginas are fannies, and fannies are bums (which makes the term "fanny pack" redundant).
You don't get your food to go, you ask for "takeaway". The Brits love their "bangers and mash" (sausage and mashed potatoes) for breakfast. You don't stand in line, you wait in a "queue". Ten bucks is "five quid" (after the exchange rate). Oh, and they have no idea what toilet paper is...they use "bog rolls".
Hell, just driving down the road is confusing. Gas is petrol, trucks are lorries, traffic circles are roundabouts, and rest areas are lay-bys. They don't have stop signs, only yield signs, except they're not yield signs, they're "Give Way" signs. And of course, there's that whole driving on the left thing...
I love it here, but nobody said anything about learning Enlish all over again. All I can say is if you ever visit the UK, you better be sure you're ken to the language, or some bloke'll think you're a nutter wot's gone tits-up!
You know, there's a saying among the Americans over here regarding their dealings with the Brits: We're two cultures separated by a common language.
First of all, there are so many different forms of the British dialect that it's damn near impossible to understand them all. And telephone conversations are right out.
Second, let me give you a quick primer on American to British English, to include a lot of slang terms they like to use over here (some of which you've probably heard of):
Fries are chips, and chips are crisps. Panties are pants, and pants are trousers. Car trunks are boots, and boots are wellies. Cigarettes are fags, and (male homosexuals) are poofs. A masturbater is a wanker, and a wanker is a plonker. Vaginas are fannies, and fannies are bums (which makes the term "fanny pack" redundant).
You don't get your food to go, you ask for "takeaway". The Brits love their "bangers and mash" (sausage and mashed potatoes) for breakfast. You don't stand in line, you wait in a "queue". Ten bucks is "five quid" (after the exchange rate). Oh, and they have no idea what toilet paper is...they use "bog rolls".
Hell, just driving down the road is confusing. Gas is petrol, trucks are lorries, traffic circles are roundabouts, and rest areas are lay-bys. They don't have stop signs, only yield signs, except they're not yield signs, they're "Give Way" signs. And of course, there's that whole driving on the left thing...
I love it here, but nobody said anything about learning Enlish all over again. All I can say is if you ever visit the UK, you better be sure you're ken to the language, or some bloke'll think you're a nutter wot's gone tits-up!