Tarot at the No.10

Whilst waiting in the queue for a tarot reading at the annual No. 10 summer barbecue, I met a rather intelligent young gentleman. I knew we'd get on when he started taking the piss out of a woman with a wonky eye, who had evidently tricked him out of his turn. His enlightening conversation left a lasting impression on me I thought I'd share a few bits of our conversation.

He gave me some sound advice on how to treat bullies:
'If you punch someone and they don't go down, run as fast as you can; chances are, they're bigger than you.'

He also exhibited his impressive knowledge of world geography:
'So, you were born in San Francisco but live in California, right? Which do you like better?'

'Oh, cool! We're going to Cyprus on our next holiday. What did you think of it?'
...
'What? Cypriot? What the hell is Cypriot?'

Best of all, he shared my love of food:
'Damn, I'm hungry (begins to gnaw on chair). Hey, this is pretty good, want to have a go?'