Sometimes I get sad that H and I don't live somewhere a little less
developed / more exciting than the UK. Then Anonymous Dad sends me
links like these:
and I become overjoyed to call this very developed country (ignoring the NHS) my (temporary) home.
I'll take the horse meat scandal over 'this bald head' any day.
Somehow I doubt that I would find spicy rabbit heads "truly yummy." I'd rather use those same plastic gloves to pump my gas.
and I become overjoyed to call this very developed country (ignoring the NHS) my (temporary) home.
I'll take the horse meat scandal over 'this bald head' any day.
Somehow I doubt that I would find spicy rabbit heads "truly yummy." I'd rather use those same plastic gloves to pump my gas.
