25 October 2017

Small World

Sometimes the Godless Furriners forget that they are not the only Godless Furriners from their home country.

I'm a believer in reinventing yourself once you've moved a long distance, but you have to remember where you came from.

If you don't, someone will be along to mention it someday.

It cuts through the bombast and pride to hear that their name is associated with toothless inbreeding "back home"!

With that hanging on your back, you understand why they'd seek the anonymity of America rather than remain in their home nation.

It doesn't help, though, when you meet someone who remembers them from back when who remembers the "good old days back home" differently.

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