Can I hang here guys?

Can I hang here guys?

Sure, no prob, even better if you're a .......



or, if you are one of these.......



We have one of these.........

Just let your hair hang down...

Hmmmm.....Coffee House. Ok I suppose if you drink coffee....

I'm still looking for the bong water house.

Can I hang here guys?

I only drink diet coke, pureed donuts, and water (Heineken is mostly water, right? ), and they haven't kicked me out yet.

Red wine is good for your heart

You guys are all so cool. Let's be friends?

In college, from time to time, we drank a black tea called "Morning Thunder." I don't remember what the caffeine content was, but it was some kickin' stuff - a couple cups in the morning and you were zooming all day. I suppose comparable to espresso in the coffee world.

Our current favourite is Tetley Tea - makes a great cuppa.

you get asked to move to Oregon.

I think Stephen Colbert refers to Oregon alternately as "California's Canada" and "Washington state's Mexico"...

Bit / Dave have you gone somewhere else and just had their take on something? that I used to find interesting..

I remember visiting my Dutch friend years ago, when I was much younger. His mum made a "English breakfast" her take on it wasn't exactly right and I didn't say much because she was trying to be thoughtful.

I probably, found it more interesting with Chinese food. I mean I dated someone who was Chinese origin, and their take on food and what we get are very different things, much like my Indian friends. I do remember going out one Chinese new years, and they gave me the "none tame" version of some chilli chicken.. I was a picture.. I looked like a thermometer..haha.. initially I was like "Oh this isn't so hot" and then it kicked in and thankfully there was water near by.

Although one of the best Thai chef's in a high end restaurant , well the head chef was Irish (I wasn't paying the bill , but lets just say it'd been the same price as a sonar upgrade per person.hehe)

I went into "ye olde fish and chip shop" for a laugh when I went in Canada , and their take on it was funny.. they served fries!!!! thats like NOOOoo chips are chunky..

http://www.1iverating.com/top/678/

might prove interesting reading.. although my roots are Irish, well I knew they REALLY like their tea (going to visit relatives as a kid and people going thru maybe 8-9 cups EASILY) . I can't stand the stuff.. herbal, like peppermint, ok.. but not the normal stuff.

what Garry said about tea, a guy on the radio drinks green tea for breakfast (I think it's the same as the stuff I had for Chinese new year) ... intially people don't like the taste.. but you get used to it and it's supposed to be healthly for ya.

listen Pete.. err Reece

thats just PETE TONG!!!!

1) chips look very much like fries

2) it's normally ONE piece of fish


SALAD / COLESLAW? fish and chips.. your having a giraffe (laugh) , they haven't got a scooby (doo = clue)


lesson 2 in London Slang will commence shortly

oh and santa does exsist.. some IDIOT said it on the radio he didn't and kids were listening.. got the sack. (bad joke. , but true)

tooth fairy exists also.. but due to inflation that 50p (50 cents) is my day is more more like £2.50 ($5) these days

It's 'rhyming slang' Reece me old china (china plate = mate) invented so that Londoners could talk freely without being understood by the police if they were in earshot. The phrases became abbreviated along the way, so they make even less sense now..

"Fish 'n Chips twice please mate...."

"I heard you the first time"



Nice piece of cod (as opposed to cod-piece), chips, mushy peas and plenty of salt & (proper) vinegar - can't beat it.



BTW, what's Cockney Rhyming Slang for Cockney Rhyming Slang?



Beag, you need the DIALECTIZER - the 'Cockney' setting does a grand job as you can see from this example:

To be, or not ter be: that is the bleedin' question: Weffer 'tis nobler in the mind ter suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or ter take arms against a sea of Barney Rubbles, And by opposin' end them, isit?To die: ter sleep; No more; and by a sleep ter say we end The heart-ache and the ffousand natural shocks That flesh is 'eir to, right, 'tis a consummation Devoutly ter be wish'd.

Cor blimey guv! To die, right, to sleep; To sleep: perchance ter dream: ay, right, there's the chuffin' rub; For in that sleep of deaff wot dreams may come Wen we 'ave shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause: there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life; For 'oo would bear the wips and scorns of time, The bloomin' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised luv, right, the lor's delay, The insolence of office and the bloomin' spurns That patient merit of the bloody unworffy takes, Wen 'e 'imself might 'is quietus make Wiv a bare bodkin, isit?'oo would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of sumfink after deaff, The chuffin' undiscover'd country from 'oose bourn No traveller returns, right, puzzles the bloody will And makes us ravver bear them ills we 'ave Than fly ter uvvers that we know not of?

So conscience does make cowards of us all; And so the native 'ue of resolution Is sicklied o'er wiv the bloody pale cast of fought, And enterprises of great piff and mument Wiv this regard their currents turn orry, And lose the name of action. - Soft yer now! The fair Ophelia! Oi! Nymph, in fy orisons Be all me sins remember'd.

To be, or not ter be: that is the bleedin' question: Weffer 'tis nobler in the mind ter suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or ter take arms against a sea of Barney Rubbles, And by opposin' end them, isit?To die: ter sleep; No more; and by a sleep ter say we end The heart-ache and the ffousand natural shocks That flesh is 'eir to, right, 'tis a consummation Devoutly ter be wish'd.

Cor blimey guv! To die, right, to sleep; To sleep: perchance ter dream: ay, right, there's the chuffin' rub; For in that sleep of deaff wot dreams may come Wen we 'ave shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause: there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life; For 'oo would bear the wips and scorns of time, The bloomin' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised luv, right, the lor's delay, The insolence of office and the bloomin' spurns That patient merit of the bloody unworffy takes, Wen 'e 'imself might 'is quietus make Wiv a bare bodkin, isit?'oo would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of sumfink after deaff, The chuffin' undiscover'd country from 'oose bourn No traveller returns, right, puzzles the bloody will And makes us ravver bear them ills we 'ave Than fly ter uvvers that we know not of?

So conscience does make cowards of us all; And so the native 'ue of resolution Is sicklied o'er wiv the bloody pale cast of fought, And enterprises of great piff and mument Wiv this regard their currents turn orry, And lose the name of action. - Soft yer now! The fair Ophelia! Oi! Nymph, in fy orisons Be all me sins remember'd.

I always thought if Shakespeare was a suvvener someone would have been able understand a blind word he was saying, your sensitive translation there Strummy has just proved it.

Ol' Bill there has stood the test of time because nobody dares show ignorance and say "I haven't got a clue what he's on about"...

BTW Jon - I have to thank you...

I tried your method for fried rice tonight and it turned out perfect - I did it minus the egg because it was accompanying my homemade Chicken Strumdaloo... nice!