We were sitting with a crowd of expatriates in front of a bar that's named after a Buñuel film. A loud Brit in a business suit was making lewd jokes about "coming in that direction". Because American humor is overstated, I said "I think he means 'ejaculating in that direction!'" The Brit agreed and raunchy banter proceeded between the expatriates.

A German sitting on a bench with his girlfriend told us to "be quiet, there are neighbors." We laughed at him. The Brit increased his volume. The German continued saying "be quiet." To which I kept saying "now you're being too loud!" The German got up and said "Now you'll be in trouble! I'm getting you kicked out." We laughed.

He came back with the surly bartender, who'd earlier barked back my order. The bartender looked around then said "eh, just try to be quiet." He walked back inside. The German walked back to his seat. We laughed. It was time for us to leave anyway, so we walked pass the german and heckled him one more time.

We aren't doing a favor for Anglo-Germanic relations, but we're not willing to yield to playground tattletales either.