I wonder if your attempt at the quiz was inspired by mine?
It's now official: I belong in the U.K. My Indian blood decided to give up the battle, and my genes are now screaming for me to develop a bad lobster-like pink complexion, poor enunciation, an accent nobody can understand, and go drown my sorrows in a pint of Guinness, while complaining about the cricket team and the NHS. I also have a strange urge to worship before idols of David Beckham, and throw tomatoes at pictures of Tony Blair, and make fun of the Royal Family while clobbering anyone else who does. I wonder why?
Oh and by the way, your friend's brilliant suggestion (typing in Word and pasting) works for email as well...
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It's now official: I belong in the U.K. My Indian blood decided to give up the battle, and my genes are now screaming for me to develop a bad lobster-like pink complexion, poor enunciation, an accent nobody can understand, and go drown my sorrows in a pint of Guinness, while complaining about the cricket team and the NHS. I also have a strange urge to worship before idols of David Beckham, and throw tomatoes at pictures of Tony Blair, and make fun of the Royal Family while clobbering anyone else who does. I wonder why?
Oh and by the way, your friend's brilliant suggestion (typing in Word and pasting) works for email as well...
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