Handley_Page
Draco interdum Vincit
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Here, I have one for them.
I have a nasty feeling that image is going to haunt me for quite a while.
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Here, I have one for them.
Ah. So last year I taught this chapter in intercultural communication that dealt with arranged marriages. It is kind of hard to make students understand the whole concept. They either flashback to an upper class Victorian sensibility or young girls being sold to old middle eastern men as soon as the words 'arranged marriage' escape your lips.
My experience of how it can be a comfortable thing was something so alien to them that I don't think they quite 'got' it.
I have a nasty feeling that image is going to haunt me for quite a while.
See, HP, you just need to let it grow on you.OMG, I LOVE that camel!
See, HP, you just need to let it grow on you.
"Grow?" GROW ?
More like Haunt !
Then I suppose you wouldn't be interested in seeing a werecamel?
*stops and steps away from the crazy camel pics*OMG, stop it, stop it! You guys are way too much fun, I must do my marking! It's been hours and I've barely plugged my memory stick into my netbook yet!
*stops and steps away from the crazy camel pics*
You tease, you tease! You haven't got a werecamel pic at all. And I was going to use it to illustrate my story I'm writing with Loquere too.
Hey! Where the heck did all these camel people come from?
Where did all The hot Arabic chicks go?
God, I'm too easy.
Apologies for the nightmares, HP.
My (Japanese) grandmother had an arranged marriage. She saw my grandfather twice before she married him. They set off on their honeymoon, and as the train was going through a town in which his company had an office, he asked if she'd mind him dropping in to sort something out. She was shown round the town by someone while he finished some work off.
When she got back to the railway station, she suddenly realised she couldn't remember what her new husband looked like. The kids used to say to her, "Are you sure you got the right one?" She would say, "I don't know if he's my husband but he's certainly your father!"
Haha, awwww, that's cute. I can imagine having that problem; I'm terrible with faces...
Oh thanks, Matthew!
My granny was a very tiny elegant Japanese lady with beautifully coiffed silver hair. One day we had builders in and they joked with her about taking her out. One said to her, he was going to come back to take her out, in his birthday suit. When my mum translated to my granny what this meant (with much laughing behind her hand - Japanese people don't like to show their mouths when they laugh), my granny gravely said, "You must give me a bit of time. My birthday suit needs ironing."
Here is a piccie for you, Chocolatecookie!
The sexual life of a camel
is stranger than anyone thinks
at the height of the mating season
it tries to bugger the Sphinx
but the Sphinx's external orifice
is blocked by the sands of the Nile
which accounts for the 'ump of the camel
and the Sphinx's inscrutable smile
[sung to the tune of the Eaton Boating song]