Charles de Gaul and his wife were invited to a dinner during the war.
At the end of the dinner, over dessert his wife was asked by a
reporter:
Madame, to what to you attribute your long marriage together?
She replied
A-PENIS
For all you married men out there, I suggest you find happiness as
well!
David
Have you been drinking while posting again David?
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Happiness is a Warm Gun....
>
I do it too ... It's a French accent thing that make us pronounce happiness
like ... A-PENIS.
Eh! ...
Other words I keep away from my mouth ... are sheath and sheet and third.
On top of the already words mentioned above, the most difficult English
words to pronounce for me are Fort Lauderdale, entertainment and wool... I
am sure that this list is expendable ... but people are kind here in
Vancouver and usually they find my French accent cute!
Alain
That song is about being a drug addict!!
Really? Can you explain this interpretation for us?
What's an invalid interpretation? Kindly respond in the other thread.
I don't know but your interpretation sounds interesting. Please
explain.
> Kindly respond in the other thread.
???
Its like that song Rocket Man.
We get a kick out of our French co-workers, and we do think it's cute,
when they pronounce WiFi (Why-Fie in US English) as Wee-Fee. Makes
sense considering the French pronunciation of "i" (ee), but still very
adorable!
I think you mean expandable! Unless you really want to get rid of
your list.
S
S
[;o)
Sometimes the less I write the better! (Yes expandable - Chell Speck cannot
teach me these subtle nuances of the language! But you guys can, thus my
ultimate reason to post here - of course with a penchant for la guitare!)
Alain
A frenchman came into a bar, sat down next to an american, and ordered
a beer. The bartender brought a beer to the american how placed the
ordered before. Seeing an ant crawling around the american's glass,
the frenchman said: Fourmi!
The american turned around: "No, it's for me!"
"Fourmi!", said the french, pointing to the glass.
The american stood up, yelled "I't for me!", throwing a left hook and
decking the french in a quarter-of-a-second flash.
The french stood up, ran away, mubling "c'est la fourmi!"
The bartender who knew a bit of french later told the american that
the ant was the french's intention. The american flet so bad and went
home.
The next night, the american came to the same bar. Seeing the french
again, he approached to apologize. But the french tood up and backed
away.
"Come here!" the american said.
"Comme hier? Mais non, Monsier!" the french darted for the front door
and disaapeared into the night.
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Formidable! Good one!
Alain
You mean fourmi-cable!
Alain