Manky

Sorry i haven't written in a while. My manky experiances were not that exciting to write about. But i will say. Manchester, england in general is really crappy when it comes to good resturants. I was so spoiled with good food in philly! Also a lot of scallys* come out at night. They are so scary. Also i would like to point out that the fashion sense of this place is just like resturants no where to be found. So i was eating dinner at this place, and all of a sudden a group of 40 something scary women is tube tops came out. It was such a scary sight. These womean had saggy boobs, there was a 70 year old in the crowd, they all had skankalicious clothes on, and drinking and burping like men. The north is soo different compared to london. There are way more skanky people here. More than philly. SHOCKING!.. all those jersey trash have nothing. nothing!

Anyway all this week has been the food festivel, and food was soooo not cool. I really don't like indian food unless my mom or family makes it. Anyway i bought some at a tent and got some indian byriani and it was soo wrong, it was tasteless and the rice was all dried up.. blech!

so that didn't go so well. Also to note i've realized that english people love getting into queue*.
They love that crap. When you see a line, you'll loads of english people. It doesn't matter what they are waiting for but they'll be in line. So i was wandering around and saw loads of people in line for some food. It was like a sausage sandwich x 4. It was ginormous!
If anywhere a if a philly cheese steak store opened up here then they would be in business. englsih people really like hot meat between some buns! with extra spicy sauce!!! HINT HINT BIG braaather.

so on the bottom i've written some translations per requested
SCALLY: (i got this from an urban dictinary cause it was perfect)
A scally is a low life loser who lacks the basic education to string together sentences of more than five words. This prevents them from taking up the only job they are qualified for as they cannot say "Do you want fries with that ?"
To make up for their shortcomings they wear a uniform of fake designer gear and hang around on the streets looking for stuff to rob. The ultimate outfit is anything by LaCoste "Cos its kewl laaa". They normally only own one tracky and their single mothers dont know how to clean it so they are a bit grimy and they stink.
Once a person has succumbed to scallydom there is no saving them and they are doomed to spend the rest of their lives hanging round street corners with other losers drinking cheap cider and 25 lager.
To rebel against their sad lot in life scallies actually create a perverse sense of pride in belonging to the group and attempt to 'out scally, the other members to gain approval.

Queue: a long line
Sclapel: X-acto knife
Puncher: flat tire
Auto Que: Teleprompter
and they say creme instead of cream... wierdos