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Who are you to judge my Korean language proficiency skills? I have a fair grasp of the language and can get around easily enough. I would argue that I am of a lower intermediate level of proficiency. However, that is clearly not enough to debate politics nor explain difficult concepts.Quote:
Originally Posted by No Contest
If I go out for a drink I like to speak in English. Even the Korean friends that I have are practically fluent in English.
That is an awesome drinking story miles....did you season your hand at all or just leave it cooked as nature intended?
My cousin tried the punching of inanimate objects to express his frustration whilst drunk too, unfortunately put his fist through a frosted glass window and had big shards of the stuff dug into his forearm. The amount of blood that was flowing sobered him up pretty quickly, but at least his was still joking with the doctor pulling all the glass out and stitching him up.
Since Miles is in Korea, I happened to stumble upon this crazy video.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RFCjKDKK6xY
good stuff.;D
Well done, Miles.
My Korean friends are practicuary fluent in Enguish. :)Quote:
Originally Posted by milesWho are you to judge my Korean language proficiency skills? I have a fair grasp of the language and can get around easily enough. I would argue that I am of a lower intermediate level of proficiency. However, that is clearly not enough to debate politics nor explain difficult concepts.Quote:
Originally Posted by No Contest
If I go out for a drink I like to speak in English. Even the Korean friends that I have are practically fluent in English.
LOLQuote:
Originally Posted by Memphisyou had a row with and then shagged 0james0 Mrs? You cunt!Quote:
Originally Posted by miron_langthat's exactly what happened to me last weekend. :oQuote:
Originally Posted by 0james0
:D
Our office had a party and i told her i wont go but i need to drop by to give my christmas gift. I was home at 8pm and she wont talk to me. I hit a small appliance getting a couple of wounds in the process, That put some sense back into her and we fuck for more than an hour :D
I was truly motivated and she came at least 6 times.
Missed that one!Quote:
Originally Posted by miron_langLOLQuote:
Originally Posted by Memphisyou had a row with and then shagged 0james0 Mrs? You cunt!Quote:
Originally Posted by miron_langthat's exactly what happened to me last weekend. :oQuote:
Originally Posted by 0james0
:D
Our office had a party and i told her i wont go but i need to drop by to give my christmas gift. I was home at 8pm and she wont talk to me. I hit a small appliance getting a couple of wounds in the process, That put some sense back into her and we fuck for more than an hour :D
I was truly motivated and she came at least 6 times.
You did what to my Mrs :confused::confused: ;D
Mine was also at my office xmas party, I was pretty smashed, she wasn't sober either. She was whinging about me talking too much to ladies of my office, I went off on one a little. She stormed out, I got even more drunk.
Came back, made up and then came again!
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Originally Posted by generalbulldog
I think it MAy zing.
To be fair my Korean should be better than it is. 3 years ago I spoke more fluently than I do now and that is because I stopped studying completely whilst doing my MA. It's not an easy language to learn and is made harder by doing a job where you should really be using your own language as much as possible. You finish a days work and it's more preferable to post on here than hit the books.Quote:
Originally Posted by AndreMy Korean friends are practicuary fluent in Enguish. :)Quote:
Originally Posted by milesWho are you to judge my Korean language proficiency skills? I have a fair grasp of the language and can get around easily enough. I would argue that I am of a lower intermediate level of proficiency. However, that is clearly not enough to debate politics nor explain difficult concepts.Quote:
Originally Posted by No Contest
If I go out for a drink I like to speak in English. Even the Korean friends that I have are practically fluent in English.
In better news, the wife has called it quits and it seems I am no longer in the doghouse. Unfortunately my fingers look a bit mangled and the middle one is still leaking a fair bit of water. That one's going to take a fair while to heal.
talk about cooking.
Try this and you wont regret it :)
1/2 kilo of chopped Chicken ( Around 8 pieces in total )
1/2 kilo of chopped Pork ( 1 and 1/2 inch cubes )
4 Pc Garlic ( Smash it and slice in tiny tiny pieces )
1/2 cup Vinegar
1 cup Soy sauce
1 spoon powdered black pepper
5 pcs dried bay leaves
Just mix everything together and cook it. :)
Lower the heat when it boils.
Goes well with rice :D
This thread could do with a few good recipes. So, thanks for that! :p
In terms of news regarding burnt digits, two of my fingers are still painful put appear to be healing okay. The middle finger is a bit savage though. The centre of the blister has become a bit of a bloody ruined mess and is still surrounded by an ocean of white Michael Jackson esque skin. I've a feeling that one might leave a bit of scarring, but I can live with it. After all, I am a man! A man without any scarring is one who hasn't lived.
You've served yourself up a medium to rare treat, well done Miles. :lickish:Quote:
Originally Posted by miles
It's an easy dish to prepare. Take a handful of fingers and shove them into a fully heated grill for appoximately 3 seconds. Eat whilst hot. Yum yum!Quote:
Originally Posted by AndreYou've served yourself up a medium to rare treat, well done Miles. :lickish:Quote:
Originally Posted by miles
I had another argument this evening and as a consequence my finger has taken a turn for the worse. I'm sick of these arguments TBH as they are always about nothing and just blow up. This evening it was because I was finishing my fajitas and my wife wanted to make scrambled eggs. Now I am rather fastidious and am rather sensitive when it comes to food and smells. I really dislike the smell of eggs and my wife knows this. So, I simply asked her to wait a few minutes while I finished my meal. But no, she was hungry and had to cook right there, right now. I protested "But you know I hate the smell. I won't be able to finish my meal". And so we had a back and forth and of course she wouldn't let me finish my meal and it got cold. So, instead of waiting 4 minutes we had a bit of a row that lasted 10 minutes and so she couldn't cook and neither could I finish my meal.
And so once again I declared "I've had enough of this. I am going out!". Immediately that sent her into a rage. "Going where? Again? You are always spending money". I responded by saying that considering that I can never have any peace at home I will find it elsewhere. If a man must be a prisoner in his own home then he must find peace of mind elsewhere". She didn't like this is at all and started screaming at me that I couldn't go out. I told her "I am a grown man. I can go out and I will go out". That basically set off the violence. She started hitting me on the arm and was hitting me on the head. Not a hard hit, but nobody likes to be hit on the head. I pushed her away, but that basically ripped open my middle finger even more. I then locked myself in the bathroom to get my hair ready.
After a few minutes I emerged from the bathroom and was looking for my shoes. They had vanished. I had 4 pairs of shoes 10 minutes before and now they were gone! I tried to open the bedroom door and it was locked! My damn wife had taken all my shoes and locked them in the bedroom! I couldn't go anywhere! I was stood outside the door "Where are my shoes? Open this door!". This went on for about 15 minutes and again was an incredibly pointless waste of time. Eventually I got a hammer and made a loud noise on the door. "Open it! I need my shoes!". "If you break the door then I will buy a handbag for the same cost", she shouted. "But I don't want to break the door. I just want my shoes". "Agree to buy the handbag!". "But this is insane. Why should I stand here and make a deal with you?". Honestly, I love being me.
Eventually I got my shoes, but she told me she was locking me out and I couldn't come home. I told her that this was incredibly unfair. All I wanted to do was get away for a few hours peace and have some peace and quiet. I half angrily and half jokingly said "well let's just go ahead and get divorced!". And so with that she stormed into the main room, found our marriage documents and ripped them up! She had once creased them up rather badly, but this time out outright ripped them up! "Fair enough", I thought. "A bit mad, but fair enough". And so out I marched.
That last piece of madness had actually pissed me off quite a bit. I initially headed for a fairly busy bar that I knew and walked on all the way to the door, but realised with the loud pumping dance music that I didn't want to go in there. I was at a loss about what to do. Where could I go? Again I was out alone with nowhere to go and once again quite homeless. It was about -5 outside. I called my sister back home in England and told her all about my recent escapades and she thought it was quite funny, but quite serious. I asked her if she ever punched her husband or stole his shoes and she said that she hadn't punched him in many years and had never stolen his shoes. Afterwards I found a quiet bar and had a beer, but I was quite depressed. I didn't understand why things were happening like they were. I felt trapped. Eventually I decided to try and come home and the door was locked. I called my wife, but no answer. I then went back outside and walked around. It was freezing cold though and I was worried I would catch the flu again.
Eventually, I got a message on my phone "the door is open. don't talk to me. divorce tomorrow". Again, I thought "fair enough". At least I had the spare bed and could be out of the sub zero temperatures. And so I am back home in the comforts of the main room. I am quite grateful for the peace and quiet actually now that her Royal Madness has gone to bed. I take back those positive things I said about my wife in that other thread. She is positively barking!
I hope my ongoing misery brings a smile to some of your faces! And yeah, that middle finger is a piece of meat. Ouch. :(
Actually, these fingers are causing me a lot of pain. All 3 of them. The best thing that this thread can do is to warn you away from psychotic women and to warn you all against ever getting too drunk near a grill.