The Corn Dog
Inside a Corn Dog
Dog gone.......................
Okay what prompted this latest burst of silliness, well apart from me obviously spending too much time in a truck and agreat fondness for corn dogs, a very strange thing happened to me today.
I have spent all day collecting grapes for the good peoples of Calgary so i have been down on the farm (sounds like a dodgy porn movie title).
Well the area is practically all Spanish and that is the language that is spoken down here , which why i was more surprised hat my accent stood out.
Anyway on with the story, i parked 3045 in this farm and went over to book in, i was explaining to this young lad who didnt speak very good English who i was and what i had come to collect, anyway between his fantastic attempt at English and my abismal hand signals, we were slowly making progress. Suddenly i was tapped on the shoulder and this voice said "G'day Sport"
I turned round to see this gentleman in a big white cowboy hat grinning at me.
"Ahm sorry" he beamed"Ah love the accent, What part of Australia are you from"
"Birmingham" i replied and waited for the penny to drop.....................it didnt.
Then the lad i was speaking to said in perfect Austalian "throw another shrimp on the Barbie".
"Look" i said "Im not Australian im British, Im from Birmingham in England and thats why it sounds strange"
"Oh right", the fellah in the hat says, "why do the Australians hate the British then"
"Dunno" says I "perhaps its coz we sent them all down there for being naughty and they never forgave us".
He gave me one of those looks as if to say "isnt that what you did to Americans too"
I didnt go there !!!!!
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