London has lots of good and lots of bad. For every five bads that happen in a day, you'll have a life-changing good. The only problem is when you go elsewhere, and are surprised that you walked down the shop and didn't have a Polish lady ask you if you wanted to buy an exhaust, or that no one tried to make you dance, or that you didn't fall in love at least twelve times in five minutes... or other things.
I <3 London.
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Message boards are the last vestige of the spent masturbator, still intent on wasting time in some neg-heroic fashion. Be damned all who sail here.
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Originally Posted by Savage Clone
Last time I was in Chicago I spent an hour in a Nazi submarine with a banjo player.
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