Waitaminnit! Someone actually likes the General American accent? I’m so there!
Er. Sorry. You are a girl Doper, right?
I’m a bloke doper if you mean me.
But nil desperandum my friend, the English girls go crazy for an American accent.
So if you want unlimited nights of wild bachannalian orgies, frenzied and completely no strings attached sex just get yourself over here
And I go crazy for a British accent. (English, Scottish, Irish, Manx*… I’m not picky…)
[sub]*I used to work with a lady from the Isle of Man. I was very disappointed when she went back to the island to get married.[/sub]
preen I’m not so sure about the ‘chest swelling with pride’ bit, any more swelling and mine will be making a bid for freedom.
So, how you doin’, eh? :: maple leaf smiley ::
While the above may briefly do wonders for our tourist trade; in the interests of fighting ignorance, I must point out that the British:
- like to discuss the weather
- like to sit down with a nice cup of tea and a biscuit
- like to grow a lawn
- like to walk their dogs
- like to queue politely
- like to have a chat
- are more likely to misspell ‘bacchanalian orgy’ than experience one :eek:
Glee, you missed out the bits about the garden gnomes we like to collect and the discussion about cricket. Not to mention the trainspotting.
So I misspelt Backanalian, jeez nobodies perfick.
I’ve never had one either…bugger!
Check, check, check, check, check, check, brain explodes. You have just described my grandmother’s house. So I’m used to it. Except I really don’t want to think about that last one in that context. Also, I’m a cat person.
How’re you doing?
Very well, thank you. And you? How’s the weather on your side of the pond?
If you go and see fireworks tonight, now you have to follow every “Ahhhh!” with a “Boooo!”
Positively frightful, old chap! You can tell it’s summer and also Wimbledon fortnight, it hasn’t stopped raining for weeks. My gnomes have shrunk, the cricket’s been rained off, the village green is waterlogged and my cats are sulking.
Business as usual, don’t you think?
Well I’m a rebel, because I don’t have any garden gnomes. :eek:
Mind you, both my neighbours do… :smack:
Also trainspotting is very nerdish. Why hang around outside being rained on, when you could be inside with a nice cup of tea playing computer games? 
Yes, I wasn’t actually kidding. A lot of people here, especially if they are retired or live in the country would fit this description perfectly.
Well, all I remember is that when I visited London for a week, I forgot to bring an umbrella and regretted it.
Meanwhile, it’s actually raining here for a change. The tawny-dry and crispy grass is actually getting a drink.
Stop Gnomish slavery GNOW!
Careful! If you get rid of the garden gnomes, that will leave an ecological niche open, and there’ll be an infestation of smurfs:
Oh, dear. I say that because well, that IS the definition of mooch over here–she’s sounds like a moocher. It’s also someone who begs favors or things or money but doesn’t reciprocate (but has a job etc). It’s the friend in the sitcoms who begs a fiver off the main character and/or sticks them with the check.
Ok, so that’s not really me. But on vaca, it COULD be!
I like older men. 'Specially older men with money.
Hands off, ScareyFaerie–he doesn’t want your Home Counties accent, Miss I Love Cats and Rain and Rugby Backsides! He likes Midwestern twang, and American boldness. Sorry, no pics of my chest. Think of the guilt I’d feel if you keeled over from the mere sight of it.
Mal-I didn’t know that hockey was English. Learn something new every day.
Sorry about all your rain. See, I’m nice, dammit!
PS-whoever upthread was in London without an umbrella needs looking after. Also, they are for sale everywhere…
Off to watch The Full Monty–I like my Independence Days with a bit of spice.
Another reason why my g/daughter is a moocher is the fact that she refused to speak to her father because he wouldn’t buy her a pair of trainers costing almost £150 one Christmas…one hundred and fifty quid! you must be bloody kidding.
Bugger that, I get mine from Matalan, £30 tops, cheaper if I can get 'em.
I was joking about the pics BTW, I wouldn’t expect a lady to try to tempt me with lewd and lascivious photos of her svelte and goddess like body*
As far as ScareyFaerie is concerned you need not worry, I wouldn’t be able to understand word she said cuz they speak a different language where she lives 
, a hybrid mix of Aramaic and Latin with a touch of Mayan thrown in for variety and to further confuse us educated Northerners.
The Full Monty? heck girl that is an old one, you got nuffink better?
*hehe