Don’t Get Your Knickers in a Twist

Don't Get Your Knickers in a Twist.

For the Brit’s part we come out with some dreadful stuff. A mate of mine (there’s a good British phrase) went to live in California many years ago and was taken out to dinner by his new work team. After eating, drinking and making merry he stood up and announced in a loud British accent ‘Right, I’m off outside for a fag’. The restaurant stopped dead; 70 pairs of eyes fixed on him. He found out why pretty quick.