Surrounded by women
At a conference I once had the pleasure of chatting with a group composed entirely of nice young ladies, except for myself. It being a conference the drink was flowing freely and so eventually it came to my turn to get a round, so I went to the bar.

I arrived back just in time to hear one lady say to the assembled group that "it was lovely, except for the salty aftertaste" so naturally I assumed they were talking about oral sex and asked whether or not it was an entirely suitable subject for them to be broaching with a man they'd only met an hour before.

The stony silence that ensued was broken only by the commentator making the effort to explain from between tensed jaws that they'd been talking about Scandinavian liquorice sweets (salmiakk).

They all ignored me completely for the remaining three days of the event.
(MattDP (Squiggle), Fri 13 May 2011, 14:01, 4 replies)

WIN
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(McChinaman banned, Fri 13 May 2011, 14:26, closed)

WIN
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( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Fri 13 May 2011, 14:32, closed)

In Finland?
Salmiakki, then. Tastes like piss, but addictive. If I knew what addictive things tasted like.
3-0 leijonat...woo!
(Klangtarnflatchslapper looks just like a Telefunken U-47, Fri 13 May 2011, 22:22, closed)

Oh
And "Nordic".
Scandinavian are Swedish sorts. Fucking bumfuckers.
(Klangtarnflatchslapper looks just like a Telefunken U-47, Fri 13 May 2011, 22:23, closed)