Post by Keira on Feb 13, 2008 0:59:44 GMT -5
British humor would be a better way to put it. It's not really all that mature, necessarily, it's just so dry it's hilarious. My brother is fifteen and loves it. He watches the episodes with me every Sunday night. It sounds like a boring concept for a show, but it's ingenious. Pure genius.
I grew up in the same church community as my childhood best friend, her dad, and funnily enough -- my boss. My old friend used to work where I do, but she got fired because she's... shall we say... very bitchy. We get into discussions about all the people we know (my boss and I) and I'd told him off and on that my friend's dad hated me. He thought I was over exaggerating for the longest time. Anyway, we were all at a funeral a month ago, for a mutual friend, and we all talked for about an hour afterwards. Once my boss and I were back at work he turned to me and said, "He HATES you. He does NOT like you. I could tell." It was then, for the first time in fifteen years, I had confirmation of what I'd thought all along.
But, that aside, I loved playing soccer. It was fun.
I grew up in the same church community as my childhood best friend, her dad, and funnily enough -- my boss. My old friend used to work where I do, but she got fired because she's... shall we say... very bitchy. We get into discussions about all the people we know (my boss and I) and I'd told him off and on that my friend's dad hated me. He thought I was over exaggerating for the longest time. Anyway, we were all at a funeral a month ago, for a mutual friend, and we all talked for about an hour afterwards. Once my boss and I were back at work he turned to me and said, "He HATES you. He does NOT like you. I could tell." It was then, for the first time in fifteen years, I had confirmation of what I'd thought all along.
But, that aside, I loved playing soccer. It was fun.
