Originally Posted by Expatriate
We went to NY earlier this year - every gift shop sells t-shirts that say in huge letters,
F**K YOU
YOU F**KING
F**K.
And they don't have asterisks, if you know what I mean. My wife loves to hear me say that with my New York accent.
You don't have to go to New York to know the true meaning of that phrase. Just go cycling for 5 hours - 145km into the 160km round Taupo ride last Saturday, a woman rider near me used that phrase to castigate the muesli bar she was having trouble unwrapping shortly before launching it off into someone's back yard. I couldn't decide whether to laugh or offer her some of my food, so I just kept quiet, probably the most sensible decision.