Sorry. My apologies, Jennyrosity. I didn’t read BIH Boy’s post carefully enough.
in london its a “bunch of cunts” and a “gang of wankers.”
Or a load of pricks.
Pubs you can’t drink in?
Once again proof, as if it were needed, that all Americans are mad.
Do you have vegetarian butchers?
I was thinking the same thing myself owl
Even the upscale pubs here are places that have lots of people getting pissed in. It just costs them more.
Yes, there are pubs that don’t like people who drink more than, say, three beers and swear a lot.
Next time you come to the U.S., ask around for where the bars are that are friendlier to heavier drinking and swearing. Hint: They will not be called “pubs.”
Good God, what’s the point of that? 
“I’ve built a car. You can sit in it, but you can’t put gasoline in it.”
Is that three american beers? (aka wet air).
and Ok I’ll bite. What do you call bars you can drink in?
3 beers!!!
What’s the point in drinking that little?
I thought you guys lived in the land of the free?
I’m a bit confused that you don’t get drunk in pubs (public houses) - that’s what they were invented for.
At least I can go out tonight, to a pub and get drunk and more than likely swear.
Yay!!!
They’re called just bars. My point was that the word “pub” is a tip-off to the fact that it’s an upscale place. Really. You’ve got to realize that any place that calls itself a “pub” in the U.S. is being cute. At the sort of places in the U.S. where heavy drinking and swearing are typical, you would get beaten up if you called the place a “pub.”
Why would you want to drink to the point of oblivion anyway, and not be able to do anything else in a foreign city the rest of the night? I don’t think any Yank here is saying “don’t drink”, just “don’t drink to excess”.
And yeah, the c-word will get you in severe trouble in places. Be careful. And forget about picking up almost any girl in the US if you use it to her face, no matter what sort of cultural explanations you give.
Again, I need to stress that this is not true for San Francisco. There are any number of small, dark, smelly (less of that since the smoking ban, although a lot of them don’t even enforce the smoking ban) holes-in-the-wall that describe themselves perfectly accurately as “pubs”.
I lived there for seven years and drank in all of them, trust me I would know.
Alright I get it. In America a “pub” isn’t anything like a pub at all - its something else entirely (that we don’t have an equivelent of) How do they make any money if people don’t drink in them?
So how do you know if you’re in a drinkin’, smokin’, shaggin’, fightin’, gamblin’, dartin’, cribbagin’, lord mayorin’ place?
Is there a sign?
And what would the bar in “cheers” be counted as? That looked like a pub to me.
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*Originally posted by Mehitabel *
**Why would you want to drink to the point of oblivion anyway, and not be able to do anything else in a foreign city the rest of the night? I don’t think any Yank here is saying “don’t drink”, just “don’t drink to excess”. QUOTE]
No no no, you don’t understand - drinking to excess is the whole point. Then you have a kebab. It’s part of our cultural heritage.
Well I will be going to the pub after work. I’ll be there most likely from 6pm till 1-2am. In that time I’ll probably drink 8-10 pints maybe more. I won’t be anywhere near oblivion and neither will anybody I’m with, well maybe jjimm 
As to never being able to pick up a US girl well I had few problems with the college girls in Burlington. The “Irish” thing trumped whatever problem they had with my language. In fact we were very popular in the pubs. I remember one night a group of girls getting us to curse as much as possible as they found it hilarious. There were a few raised eyebrows back in the hotel when we arrived back with all of them and a couple of crates of beer. They had initially thought that we were arguing with each other due to the fact that we were calling each other names(prick, bollox, gobshite, cunt etc) and slagging(insulting) each other mercilessly.
Its friday. It’s five o’clock and I’m too old for Crackerjack - so I’m off down the juicer for a few sharpeners with my colleagues, then onto another pub with the wife.
Then a kebab. Because it’s the law.
And there wil be much swearing - proper weapons grade English stuff about ladies front bottoms, kiddie-fiddlers and so on. And that’s just the wife.
Kebabs? Those things on skewers? Or is it like ‘curry’ meaning any kind of Indian food?
If you click on the menu tab you’ll see what they’re talking about. http://www.abrakebabra.net/main.html
Unless they’re very posh then it would be “Those things on skewers”
I shall be having a kebab myself later on. HHHmmmmmm
It usually means a Doner Kebab - which looks like an elephants leg on a stick, slices are cut off and put in a pitta bread with hot chili sauce and salad.
You then eat them with your fingers - getting most of it down your front.
No one has ever eaten one sober. Not ever.
Curry is a totally different experience that involves ordering three times as much as you can eat and drinking as much Cobra as is humanly possible. In the dark, in a room with flock wallpaper, and lurid tapestries of tigers.
And in the morning…
Look, if you want to get completely blitzed at a bar in the US, just follow the college kids. Especially in DC. Actually, in DC follow the kids from Catholic Univ. in particular. One of my scholastic favorites was My Brother’s Place near the Capitol. Saturday nights after 9.00 you pay a $10 cover and it’s all you can drink beers. Basically, everyone grabs a pitcher in each hand fills it with Yeungling and drinks and drinks and drinks refilling as needed.
However, getting completely blitzed is really seen as a sort of immature thing to a lot of people. And it’s likely to get you really looked down on once you’ve finished school.
And cunt is really, really, really considered offensive. Honestly, it’s closer to the offensiveness level of nigger than almost any other word out there.
And that, my friends is the entire difference, nicely distilled into two short sentances by the my honourable friend, the appropriately named* poster from Vermont.
I couldn’t have said it better myself.
- I am in no way casting aspersions at you, personally, but that was a gag far too good to pass on!
No offence intended.