If you guys ever get a chance to take an English person hunting, do it. You will definitely be entertained, I never laughed so much in deeer camp. The gentleman I took tells a story about when he 1st got off the plane in LA and wanted a ciggarette. They call sigs "fags".
"Where can I find a fag?"
"Try Sanfransico!"
""I need a bloody fag! How much for a bloody fag?"
A cross dresser approached him, "shhhh, meet me in the mens room over there."
"I wan't a bloody fag, don't need to go to the head."
"Oh big boy, once you get head from this fag, you'll never go back. I promise!"
His wife grabs his hand and pulls him away from the cross dresser, whispers in his ear," That's a man in a dress, he thinks you're trying to buy sex! He thinks you're gay!"
"O,.....O MY.,,,,That's just bloody sick!" As they walked away, he took one last look at the cross dresser and the cross dressers blows him a kiss with a big smile and says,"Welcome to America! Where are ya staying, I'll call you."