I hate it when all the cheap whores are gone…
No, wait, uh, what I meant was I hate it when a good restraunt goes under. Local joints are a special kind of gem that not only contain substance for the body, but a kind of refreshment of for the mind as well.
Only a month left in the UK, huh? Are you excited to be returning to the great plains?
]]>Yikes! I wasn’t familiar with the second usage. I’m definitely talking about the fish and chip variety.
Sorry about the confusion and thanks for the feedback.
]]>I was thoroughly confused by this post. What are chippies, I wondered. I googled “chippy” and discovered that they are either (1) a place where one buys fish and chips, or (2) a female prostitute, “especially a young and inexpensive one.” So I was left to ponder — do you enjoy fish and chips, or do you enjoy young cheap prostitutes? I’m pretty sure it’s the former, but I don’t judge. Either way, sorry your chippies are gone.
]]>I’m soooooo sad. It used to be so tasty. Last Saturday’s fish and chips was such a disappointment.
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