Stereotypes...

So we went out last night and met two British guys. They bought us some drinks, tried to convince us to smoke a ciggy, and even escorted us to a second pub. (Look at me, with the lingo!)
Over the course of the evening, there were many stereotypes being thrown around and squashed:

They both had fine teeth. No tragic snaggletooths here.

They didn't hold the door for us. Not exactly gentleman-like.

They had some stereotypes of us, as well: my friend Heather is from Seattle, and they could identify it with Starbucks, rain, and all things Frasier Crane. (Hilarious)

For Texas, they threw out oil rigs and George W. Bush. Excellent.

Both had been to New York, which they found underwhelming (!), found Tallahassee "disastrous" (pretty much in agreement on that one), and when I suggested they go to California for the beach, they said they would rather go to Australia. One was actually headed to Playa del Carmen today. For some reason I find that random. How's about the beach in Greece, pal? He claims it was cheaper to fly all the way to Mexico, which is a bit frightening...

Cheerio!