I actually know very little about them other than they're lazy, don't pay taxes, have the worst food in Europe and their women are incredibly ugly.
Feels like I need more material than that. :nod:
I actually know very little about them other than they're lazy, don't pay taxes, have the worst food in Europe and their women are incredibly ugly.
Feels like I need more material than that. :nod:
I think the food gets a bad rap, actually. Lamb, feta, halloumi, oregano, it's all good stuff.Quote:
Originally Posted by WES
The problem with the women isn't so much the ugliness, it's the hirsuteness.
I did three weeks in Greece mostly island hopping back in the 80s. First night in Athens I had dinner with a couple of Australians and thought the souvlaki and Greek salad were exceptional. Three weeks later I had come to the realization that those are about the only two things worth eating in Greece.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
I recall a particularly bad lamb dish in Mykonos that left me ill for days.
Anyway, how about fighting? Are the Greeks any good at wars other than with Turks? How quickly did they surrender in WWII?
Only if it's cooked in the UAEQuote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
Problem?Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
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Whilst one doesn't wish to be indelicate, h, I once enjoyed congress with a lady of Greek origin whose nipples were surrounded by coarse hairs; they were reminiscent of wire wool.Quote:
Originally Posted by Herbert Augustus Chapman
Now this didn't slow me down at the time, for I was primed and ready for action, but it did make me subsequently question my life choices.
The answer there might depend a bit on whether you reckon that Alexander of Macedon was Greek or FYROMian. They also had a few decent matches against the Persians, ISTR.Quote:
Originally Posted by WES
They were doing fine repelling Mussolini in 1941 at the Albanian border (not hard, granted) when Germany stroked the ball home into an empty net behind them, and after that the Cretans put up some resistance.
There is (or was) a Greek restaurant round the corner from the 'bine. If you're coming to some games again this season you can have a bite there and explain your cultural outlook towards Greek people to the staff. As you order your salad.
Sokratis and Chambers. Interesting.
Sokratis and Mustafi. Terrifying.Quote:
Originally Posted by SWv2
Was her clitoris also inordinately large, as large as a pénis in fact and did her labia resemble a pair of bollócks and was her name Stavros?Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
No. She had enormous títties and a lengthy nose.Quote:
Originally Posted by Herbert Augustus Chapman
Was that the one on the back seat ?
If you mean me, s, then no. If by chance you are referring to the back of my Ford Capri in the car park of Finchley Golf Club, I would congratulate you on your powers of recall and ask if you are a 60 year old Jewish lady called REDACTEDQuote:
Originally Posted by Viva Prat Vegas
I did recall the brief event taking place in a golf club car park but did not want to appear too fash
Also I had in my mind a VW Beetle
And no I am not a 60 year old Jewish lady with a chemical name
Capri 2.8i. Black, it was. A beautiful car. It was later stolen from outside a different lady's house while I was engaged in certain intimate activities, this one in Welling.Quote:
Originally Posted by Viva Prat Vegas
Next came a brand new Capri 2.8i Special - the one with the fancy alloys, limited slip diff and, in a revolutionary move, a five speed gearbox. Disappointingly, this gearbox entirely lacked the snick-snick switchlike quality of change so beloved of 1970s Ford afficianados.
Escort, Capri, Cortina or Granada, those gearboxes fairly clicked into place. One's first Ford (and usually last) with a woolly indecisive gear box was a major blow to all of us I think.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
Poor Paul Merson.....
Yes, I remember a chap I knew who sold his Mk 2 RS2000 (theone with the nose cone, you know) and bought an XR3. When I drove it I almost puked.Quote:
Originally Posted by Herbert Augustus Chapman