Conan Maggie Beer and Vodka

Drunk now, the vodka shots are starting to take effect.

Maggie is my friend I met in Bondi Beach, Australia. When I first met her she was very sour faced and untalkative. I met her at the pub a few times

Me.. :) Hello, how are you?
Maggie.. :( I am good :(
Me.. Uhmm, OK, what are you doing tonight :)
Maggie.. :( I drink with my friends :(
Me.. arghh, yeah, I better go back to my frinds now

Back with my mates.. Far out, she has a problem, she never smiles

Turns out when I met her she could not speak any English and still had the sour face that everyone in East Europe tends to wear when not in direct company of friends.

She was so nice when I first met her outside of the pub, she would always smile and say yes, and she had great attention getting bright blue eyes. Later she explained to me 'I felt so stupid, I could not understand anything you said so I smiled and said yes and hoped it was the right thing to say'

She credits me with teaching her English now, we spent hours at the beach and socialising together.

Then the problems started, once she learned English I found out she was a motor mouth, it just never stopped, always good things, never complaining, always something intelligent.

I remember dropping her at a friends place one time and coming back 4 hours later and she was still talking - at this point I had to step in and call a time out - poor Terry.