Okay Sydney taxi drivers have me baffled...
They don't have me baffled at all: they're quite simply a pack of complete a...wipes!
I arrive at Sydney airport and catch a cab to Lane Cove. I have a driver who originates from India. He moved here 7 years ago. A very chatty young fellow who enjoys frequent use of the words f*ck, f*cked and f*cking. He boasted to me about having had sexual relations with no less than 211 of his female passengers and had photos of all of their v@ginas to prove it. He also wanted to know how I enjoyed sex myself? I quote - 'Do you like it strong? I bet you like it hard and strong.'
My wife was propositioned by a young Indian guy in pretty well the same way when she was about your age. But who are we to judge another person's culture?
He also wanted to know how I enjoyed sex myself? I quote - 'Do you like it strong? I bet you like it hard and strong.' I was baffled as to how best to respond to this so gave him a deer in headlights stare instead.You should have told him you like it weak and insipid, the good old fashioned Caucasian way. What a wanker!