i've been in the UK for a week now.
Can't speak the lingo anymore (though you'll be ok up in Geordie land)
Loads of new rules and quaint customs (You can use battery acid on ya sister if she looks at a man)
More machines that beep at you.
No one will talk to you. . .
, ,as for burds they look like me (n that 'aint good)
Watch the great unwashed on daytime TV and you'll be beggin for the flight back.
Don't fall over coz health n safety will need you in a high viz vest before they can talk to you.
Its safer in Bazra than the local town centre.
If you don't smoke then you'll be standing alone in the pub. .
and Wimbledons on . . bingo wings everywhere..
OH nice to have a decent pint although it does cost more than a bj...
. . .Hope your fellow passengers have learnt to use the bogs on the plane.
I'm out of here Thursday.
