I always have a problem liking things I'm told I should like.
I know when I was a kid I ate a beetle. I ate a beetle because I thought it was licorice.
For me, a good holiday is about value for money rather than things to see.
You can only talk rubbish if you're aware of knowledge.
I'm not invited to any exciting parties and my life hasn't really changed.
It's like there's some unwritten rule that if you're mates, you can say what you want to each other, and you don't really get that annoyed about it.