So in true trying-to-be-casual-with-new-people-and-also-funny-fashion, I had one of many Alaska Yankee in King Arthur's Summer Home type blunders.
Scene: Outside The Porter, a pub in George Street (that's right, in George Street, not on)
Characters: Me (Jessi), Matt (new friend from the MA)
Awkward pause, like those common in pubs worldwide
Me: Did you know that every time there's a pause in the conversation, somebody's thinking about Abraham Lincoln?
Another awkward pause. This time it's my fault.
Matt: Yeah, are you quite sure that works over here?
Me (internally): Doh.
Why do I cling so to that joke? It's not even that funny in the States.