Vidi this me bloogs... what would my day be like if I affected a fake British accent, and kept the ruse up ALL DAY LONG? I'd probably get pounded by the REAL British guy I've been working with this week. Actually, he's British but grew up in Norway. Interesting accent on him - and somebody here picked it up almost immediately. The other consultant is from Italy, and looks a bit like Dr. Drew from TV fame. It's fun going to lunch with the guys. They have varied backgrounds and are both very interesting.
I remember a few (ok, many) years ago, camping on the beach, and having so many various types of adult beverages and being in such a state that I talked like an Aussie for an entire night. I also recall the next morning... a grey, bleak morning where the winds had gone up to about 60mph, and the tent was sideways, and there were two VERY hung-over - and probably still very drunk individuals that had to break camp and attempt to return home.
One of us (My friend Wayne) ended up at the ER for a tetanus shot - stepped on a crab, and I ended up with a 2 day hangover. I recall waking up with my dad trying to convince me to go camping.
I threw the tent in the garbage can that day. Not sure I've ever really been back to the beach either for more than just a stroll.
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