Mine is short for shotlandets chuvek plus the postal code - so nothing wildly imaginative. I invented this name for a Bulgarian dating site and kept it for this one.
This may be a little OT and I've never been to Malta, but afaik Malta is now part of the European union. This means that they signed up to among other things the fact that all citizens of member states have wide-reaching, possibly equal rights in all the member states.
I mention this because I thought I detected a whiff of xenophobia somewhere in this thread.
As far as swearing, it's entrenched in Anglo-Saxon culture! I agree though that one should suss out the exact meaning of some words before using them. Apparently there is a wealth of cuss words in Bulgarian, but I have resisted the temptation to use them.
My great hero, the Scottish patriot, William Wallace, met with exactly the fate you describe.
I have always dreamed of going into the history books, but my vision usually becomes pixellated near the part that you so graphically, and if I may say so, compellingly describe...
My only crime was to take out a paltry overdraft. As a matter of fact, a computer gave it to me without any specific action on my part, other than to subsequently spend the dosh, mostly on rebuilding a collapsed hovel in an Eastern rubbish dump. In view of your observations, I will try to contact my bank with a view to effecting repayment asap.
Nah, my bank is very far away and heavily guarded. And, like I said, I owe them money. So if they go bust, I would wait for the official receiver to show up at my village, to collect the amount of my overdraft. Of course, compared to the billions and trillions those guys have squandered, my little sum is totally farcical, so I don't think any of those officials would get out of their chair and move their butt for that. But if they did, many of the villagers here are, as far as I know, owners of various kinds of weapons, as well as different breeds of dogs. For a consideration I'm sure they would be glad to help me to repel intruders.
Well the village cemetery (the former one - they moved it years ago to a remoter spot) is quite near. If we dig we're sure to unearth some bones. Might make a soup with nettles. Plenty of them around.
And what about Jacques Tati ? Also a genius, though completely different.
Les Vacances de M. Hulot. Blissfully comical. And the one, I forget the name, where the people love concrete and all things "modern". There was a fountain which came on automatically when somebody came in the gate, but it took a moment to get up to speed and was in the end, completely farcical.
RE: how will you feel if you have 4 womens(or wives)
how will you feel if you have 4 womens(or wives)effin knackered