Monday, July 18, 2011
room of stereotypes
Our team at work is largely made up of foreigners.
So it's not uncommon to hear a conversation like the one below at lunch.
Welsh Man: Ah you Aus-sies. You think you can just swan in yer (here in Welsh), in your Bermuda shorts......and your tan.
Welsh Man: Your so easy to wind up.
Aussie: You're from Wales.
Welsh Man: See? You're biting.
Aussie: You're takeeng the pees out of me and you're from Swansea.
Peas: Dude. You don't need to shit a boomerang.
Welsh Man: "Doood. Yoo Dun't need to shut a boomerang."
Peas: I don't talk like that.
Aussie: Oi've leeved heere for foive yeers. Eet's not loike I arrived yesterday.
Welsh Man: Mel-borne orn-ly 'as two 'ou-zuzs in it any-way.
Peas: At least you guys have one thing in common: sheep.
Welsh Man: I shagged a dog, not a sheep.
Aussie: Oh yee? What was her name?
A Brit: What are Bermuda shorts mate? You mean boardies?
Peas: Welsh person, have you ever had a tan?
Welsh Man: Yes. Once.
Peas: In your country?
Welsh man: Nor. In Bennee-dorm.
I love it.
We were thinking that the Canadian amongst us doesn't get nearly enough stick as the rest of us.
It's time to get South Park on her ass.