insane

I went out for a walk with my parents and we ended up at out local pub at the end. My mom and I sat outside while my dad got the drinks, because it was loud and busy inside with the football match on. All of a sudden these three guys at a table near us lean over and ask if we're eating chicken. No, my mom replies, we have popcorn kernals.

"Where are you from?"

"Canada."

"That Canadian popcorn."

"Ugh no." *reads label*, "Argentinean."

"Ah. We don't like them. Bloody footballers. We popped and there they are in your bag."

Even when my dad came back we talked to 'Doug' (from Green Bay, who wouldn't stop doing 'Canadian' accents and talking about North Americans), Cliff the Spliff ("Yeah, I work for a big DIY group. Home Base. I'm charge of.... erm... Lumber... And plants... And well a lot of other stuff. Worked there four months.") and this other funny guy.

As we left laughing, they yell after us, "Ever seen an American werewolf in London?" One of them starts howling and the others start shouting "Stay to the path... Stay to the path...."

Laura | 22:41