London, my apologies. I said once people there were cold and distant, and
that is was difficult to find contact with others. Wrong. Last Thursday
I went to the hairdresser between 2 meetings. I had exactly 20 minutes time
before rushing to the following one. So I entered an empty looking place
( I found out why later when paying! ), and asked for an "express cut".
As my friend Stef said, there are 3 sexes, male female and hairdressers,
well this one personalised this statement. No problem, I'm open minded.
So we started chatting. And that's how I knew after only 15 minutes that
this guy was Welsh, that the longest Welsh word finishes with Golgolgol,
that he goes to Gran Canaria every year for his birthday, that he had a
blow job made there by another male for 300 pounds, and that he caught a
disease from it. Oh yes, and that he is featured in a porn movie on the
internet. I was prompt to lie that I was happily married with four kids,
I paid and disappeared quickly. Waooow, that was everything but a cold attitude.
"Express cut", "express chat"...
Have a nice day
A guy walks into a bar and orders a drink. After a few more he needs
to go to the can. He doesn't want anyone to steal his drink so he puts a
sign on it saying, "I spat in this beer, do not drink!". After
a few minutes he returns and there is another sign next to his beer saying,
"So did I!"