Lately, I’ve been besieged by some pretty crazy thoughts. Like the following.
Brits kill me. I find them funny and pithy and they say things like “fook” that make F-Bombs sound a hell of a lot more palatable to a hell of a lot more people.
I might even start saying “fook.” I’ve already borrowed “whilst,” so why not?
One thing I’ve always enjoyed, especially in films featuring British characters, is the fact that they say, “Oi!” when…