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growler_south) wrote2008-12-22 09:44 pm
growler_south) wrote2008-12-22 09:44 pm
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"So, Brian, what do you do for a crust?", asked Dad in his least comprehensible combination of Kiwi accent and UK colloquialism.
"A what?"
"Crust. You know, a crust. What do you do for it?"
I intervened.
"Dad wants to know what you do for a job. He's speaking ancient English."
You really cant blame my parents for being a bit defensive whenever I bring home a new boyfriend, especially if they're not entirely employed. It's kind of sweet, even though I do regret the anguish I've caused them over the years.
"A what?"
"Crust. You know, a crust. What do you do for it?"
I intervened.
"Dad wants to know what you do for a job. He's speaking ancient English."
You really cant blame my parents for being a bit defensive whenever I bring home a new boyfriend, especially if they're not entirely employed. It's kind of sweet, even though I do regret the anguish I've caused them over the years.
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