As an American I never quite understood the whole monarchy thing. It’s just bizarre to think that there is, literally, a welfare Queen. Yes, someone who my tax money would pay so she can be posh, cut ribbons and pollute magazines with her regal lifestyle. Bunch of despicable bums, I tell you.
Anyway these godless Europeans, unlike us during the fine years of George Bush(s), have always supported stem cell research and I was appalled to find out what sort of things they’ve been doing with this technology from Satan. What kind of message is that sending to our kids? That it’s okay to get drunk and start fights?!!? Speaking of kids— what’s up with Irish? Well, one thing is for sure, they love their kids. They love’em so much they can’t seem to keep their hands off ‘em. Apparently if you’re under 12 you get sodomized whether you’re at home or at church, which is fine if you’re gay but kind of a pain in the ass if you’re not (sorry).
Europeans sure are a strange breed. Some PERSON is coming over from Dallas to visit me and I’m supposed to show her a good time— but I really don’t know what to do. There are just too many gays around and I get scared, also not big fan of the arts and I don’t think she’ll appreciate travelling thousands of miles so we go to the movies, so yes I kind of lost and taking suggestions. Maybe I’ll take her to see the Greek re-enactments of our financial crisis, with Prime Minister George Papandreou playing our socialist President Barack Obama, terrible casting if you ask me. I guess that’s why critics (ironically, American financial institutions) have been relentless.
Anyway gotta go for now. Happy Kwanza.
Ah, the life of an expat. If you’re not fluent in the language you can’t understand what your host country is arguing about. You don’t get Fox News (I hope). Historic architecture everywhere you look and interesting food.
I don’t know that makes up for weird toilets & phones but I envy you Wilson.