My mother had a British passport mate. She was as English as roast beef and Yorkshire pudding.
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Clearly, sw, you are not up with the latest understanding of micro-aggressions. I can identify as anything and be offended by anything I bloody well like.
I can certainly remember someone telling an Irish joke I didn't find at all funny. Does that count? Mind you, I did always like the one about the two IRA me whose bomb goes off early and Mick says 'Paddy, I've lost an arm', to which Mick replies 'No you haven't, Paddy, It's over here."
:hehe: Very funny, I thought.