"We don't understand a word you're saying"
The folks in the office always say that after I've been in London for a while or had friends in town or people from London in the office they can't understand a word I say afterwards because I starting talking like them, well I mean me! Well me naturally anyhow, i.e. speaking quicker, using London slang, swearing more and saying things like lift instead of elevator and crisps instead of chips!
Well after next week they won't have a fucking scoobies what I'll be saying because after arriving back in Chicago on Wednesday night following a week at home including a drunken stag weekend, a couple of mates followed me in yesterday and are spending the weekend with me. Should be a laugh, although the highlight of the weekend is the Superbowl
on Sunday. I'm still not taken by American Football. Come on lets face it, if God wanted us to pick the ball up he would have put handles on it, wouldn't he?
Anyway the pubs calling, I need to show these boys the sights. Expect a full blown Superbowl report on here soon plus my thoughts on our game at Newcastle tomorrow. One of my pals staying with me Chris, is an Addick too so I won't be the only one in the Windy City thinking about the goings on 4,000 miles away.
Come on you Reds.