A British guy walks into a bar. He sits down and orders a coffee. The Polish waitress returns with his flat white and a polite smile. 'What are you smiling about,' says the British guy, 'You're leaving soon anyway.' His mistress seems quite entertained by his answer as their laughter immediately erases poor Agnieszka's smile. … Continue reading Dear Britons, Her Majesty and Her Royal immigrants.
Not An Englishman 