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Remain clam. I am a licensed Asian-American who has spend 14-years lived all over Asia. Please. Just enjoy.


That’s funny, that’s exactly what my husband said to me the other night.
He must have been afraid you’d mistake him for a crayfish!
But I put the knife down and everything, without even being asked!
This is Head Carefulness and his Deputy “OUCH!”
Don’t do it in a car! Remember “The World According to Garp?
Because if you are not careful, teeth hurt.
The top of water tight hatches is about 5’6″. When running to a station, it is important to keep the top of your head below 5’5″.
Sage advice. Also the reason that one of the subs Down Here had a duck as their mascot.
Opposite of arse recklessness?
Or another way to say “safe secks, gentlemen!”
Depends on which head they’re talking about!
Hey, he typed “arse” – are you catching Anglo from the Antipodeans, Brother Buck?
I also recently used “arse,” but I did it thinking that this might be less likely to result in the dreaded moderation than its American version. Since Brother Buck has been having moderation “issues,” I suspect he may have reasoned similarly.
Don’t know about that, mate (see Brother John). Then again, I think I’m starting to grow a pouch. And seem to be developing a craving for Vegemite. And Judy Davis, or Rachel Griffiths, though they’re both married. Though not Nicole Kidman; she reeks too much of Thomas Mapother IV.
Well, you’re safe anyway. Australian is not contagious. Maybe we should all pause for a moment to be grateful for that… imagine a virulent strain of Edna Everage breaching international quarantine procedures, it’d be “Hello possums” and Amazon rainforests being devestated to grow gladioli.
Don’t forget the very fancy cat-eyed glasses, and all the damn cane toads. Do keep those to yourself, please.
Though not, perhaps, some nice young sheila from down on the beach with bleach blonde hair and nice tan lines. Or, hell, a nice red-headed sheila who freckles and burns too easily and must remain covered. Maybe it’s time for me to browse the Aussie singles ads.
Talk about long-distance relationships!
Maybe it was supposed to be Heed Carefulness? =}
My head is always careful though, even when I’m not heeding it.
That was the alternate title for Max Headroom in that country.
*thoughtful* well, One must say that it does, at least, get the point across…LMAO