Maybe a Flinstone -Yabba, Yabba doo? Did you use your feet for impulse after coming out of the quarry?I don't even know what decade it is half the time.
Once I went into the auto-parts store to get something for my car. The technician asked what year my car was. I said, "It's ah, hmm, what year um... Oh, wait, I remember, it's a one-thousand, six."
He just stared at me blank faced. I was expecting him to type that into his computer thingy that tells him what part to get. But nothing. He stood motionless and silent. It was somewhat unnerving. He just stood there motionless, transfixed on me.
I had to double check my appearance. Did I spill mustard on my shirt? Was I even fully dressed? Yep, everything checked out. So what's going on? I asked myself. This awkward silence continued for an uncomfortably long time. Then it hit me: 1006. "Oh, sorry, it's a 2006 Hyndai." Finally, he started typing.
Yes, I was off by a thousand years.
When it is batter fried, this is controversial:eating of a piece of salmon without first removing the skin
No batter yet. Not until April when season starts. Unless they play cricket during these months.When it is batter fried, this is controversial:
How far South? Antarctic burgers? Maybe polar bear patties?I frequently get some ads on FB from a burger restaurant in town. The burgers always look great. Today I had the chance to have a look at the actual real-world restaurant. Well, my appetite all of a sudden went south, far south.