Because.Only an American would have the chutzpah/sheer, indomitable stupidity to try this at a party full of stuffy Englishmen.
Secretly, I admire him. Publically, I say I'm Canadian.
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- Something smells...
- How NOT to get a haircut
- Time flies
- How to irritate your international roommates
- Playing the fool
- Screw the displaced - where's my supper?
- Take me home
- Bad girl
- Scenes from last night's boat trip along the Thames
- Tower Bridge at night
- The London Eye
- The Thames at night
- Fear the hamster
- The Balliol Bop
- Why do they hate us?
- The world is a sadistic place
- The head, it's a little fuzzy
- Only the Lonely
- Master'scard
- Ahhh, the culture gap
- Bartender! Give this man a drink!
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- And sometimes, you can't make it on your own
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