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Originally Posted by Nantoz
The only place I can get salt and vinegar crisps is at the local English football pub. Wonderfull place.
Although a 7 feet high Irish rugby player with fists the size of shovels and a thouroughly broken nose gave me quite a scare one time.
But after talking to him he turned out to be a nice guy, and promised me he'd introuduce me to his siters if I ever visited Ireland.
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It's funny when it happens isn't it?
I've had so many men like that cry like a baby and hug me as though I was their mother. Nothing sexual, it was always the fear of prison which so moved them.
But it is a very valuable lesson.
To learn that beyond every front, every facade, they are all just humans.