2006-05-05 How I've proven myself to be a pretentious asshole
How I know I've been in Europe too long (in the form of things I've actually said):
"That's not real mustard."
"Yeah, she got a boyfriend. He's pretty nice, but he's portuguese."
"Well... nothing like the Turks."
"No, I want coffee. No. Real coffee. That's not real coffee. I don't know what that is."
"Not as bad as the Algerians."
"God, everyone's dresed like Spaniards."
"No, you don't look French. You do look British, for what it's worth."
The list goes on.
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