So, I'm standing at the urinal at the steakhouse, and a guy next to me starts talking, "That barmaid is just driving me crazy. I just have to f*ck her."
I finished at the urinal without really adding to the conversation, and moved off to the sink.
"I don't know why you Canadians don't like to talk about it," he continues. "I'm from England. In England, when we want to f*ck somebody, we have no trouble saying so."
"Don't worry, man," I reassured him as I washed my hands. "We're all thinking it."