We don’t copy, we mock

by h1ldasmooch

14 comments
  1. There are a total of three Americas I respect, and none of them are politicians

  2. I only respect the ones that graduate school because that seems to be more difficult every year.

  3. We definitely did in the 80s and 90s – there were absolutely some kids in my school who wanted to be American – but I feel like that went away around 9/11.

  4. I wish this were true. If I hear one more Brit call a tv series a bloody ‘season’….

  5. Yes and no, yes we have people who use it but no, they’re not the majority.

  6. I kinda like American culture and often use american phrases actually. I did it embarassingly often when I was a teenager. I still really like the accents and the food and stuff so … yeah

  7. I use a lot of American slang to be honest. I am in my mid twenties and grew up crazy for skateboarding and punk music. Bro, dope, dude, kudos, sick, hella, awesome. They don’t use idioms or have many sayings like we do so there’s mostly just words.

  8. We used to – but the growth of the internet has allowed everyone to see that the American Dream is not American Reality, and that unless your country is an absolute hellhole, you’re better off there than America.

  9. We sometimes use it for wordplay but for the most part no.

  10. It’s not an obsession, it’s a roast session with subtitles

  11. You’re down the pub, minding your own business with a lovely cold pint, then suddenly the door is kicked open BOOM it’s Johnny Cowboy, the local Ameriboo, wearing his trademark Stetson and leather chaps. “Howdy pardners! Anybody see the Lakers game last night?” he tells yells at ear splitting volume as he shoots his pistol into the ceiling, ending the life of the landlord’s only son. You beg him to stop, to just leave it for one night, to let the landlord grieve his son in peace, but he takes off his enormous hat and starts pulling out a seemingly endless stream of Big Macs, gobbling them down like a man possessed, aiming his pistol at anyone who dares move. “Boy Howdy I tell ye hwhat, they sure know how to dunk ’em in the good ol’ U.S of A!”. He finishes the final Big Mac and leaves, everybody breathes a sigh of relief- but then you hear the deep revving of an angry motor outside.
    Before you can flee to safety, Johnny Cowboy crashes a cherry red Ford Cherokee filled to the roof with Flamin’ Hot Cheetos through the front of the pub. Above the screams of the mauled patrons and the soft skittering of Cheetos across the floor, you hear Johnny Cowboy shout “Well, you boys have a mighdy fine evenin’, I got a hot date tonight- wish me luck!” and he speeds off down the street, Flamin’ Hot Cheetos flying in the wind, leaving a bloody trail of MSG laden puffed corn in his dreadful wake.

  12. Lot of people in the uk know fuck all about American politics.
    Lot of people in the uk know fuck all about uk politics tbf

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