Northern Irish: sounds like a pirate who developed a severe depressive illness and tried to blow his brains out with a rifle, but survived the injury and went on to live another 60 years with no lower jaw.
In my 20s I lived in a house with a couple of blokes from Edinburgh, Liverpool and Belfast. I once said “I’m going to the shops, can I get you boys anything?” I’ve never been more confused.
I’m an Aussie for the record, and yes, we did walk into pubs
Northern Irish: sounds like a pirate who developed a severe depressive illness and tried to blow his brains out with a rifle, but survived the injury and went on to live another 60 years with no lower jaw.
Our accent needs to be banned from the airwaves.
In my 20s I lived in a house with a couple of blokes from Edinburgh, Liverpool and Belfast. I once said “I’m going to the shops, can I get you boys anything?” I’ve never been more confused.
I’m an Aussie for the record, and yes, we did walk into pubs