Morning all!
Re: Narionality: I'm Danish (although I hold a British Passport, I didn't want to be in the Army), and proud of it. But I grew up in Britain, and I love it here. It's my home. And I am proud to be a citizen here.

Saying "what nationality would you rather be?" is another way of saying "isn't Britain shit?". It's getting boring.

Anyway, may I leave this bad joke here?

An Englishman, an Irishman and an American are sitting on top of the Empire State Building. Don’t ask me why, they just are, ok? Anyway, they’re having a few beers and are feeling nicely toasted.

Suddenly, the American leaps to his feet and says to the Irishman “I bet y’all that I can jump offa this building, fly around the sky, and come back in here and land safely. Twenty Bucks says I can.”

The Irishman, sensing victory, agrees to the bet. With a swish of his coat, the American takes flight, soars through the New York sky, does a loop-the-loop, and comes back to the Empire State Building to land.

“Mary mother of Joseph!” The Irishman cried “I’ll have myself a go on that!” With a hop, skip and a jump, he threw himself off the roof. There was a beautiful moment as he hung in the air, a look of sheer joy on his face. Then, gravity decided it wasn’t anyone’s bitch, the look turned to terror, and the Irishman plummeted to Earth, meeting a messy end at the hands of the New York sidewalk.

The Englishman looked over the edge, down to the splattered remains of his celtic friend. “You know what, Superman?” he said “You’re a right bastard when you’re drunk.”
( Devil_In_Tights the *real* DiT!, Thu 16 Oct 2008, 10:10, Reply)