Mike, my roommate, and I just went to the post office. Coming around a long slow curve the song "Stop the Cavalry" was on the radio and there's this yard full of inflatable soldiers and little wooden soldiers. I guess they were supposed to be nutcrackers maybe. It was just strange. He stopped the car and we just stared for a minute.
Music mp3 Stop The Cavalry - Jona Lewie
And for whatever reason I keep speaking in a French accent and Mike has picked it up too. "Monsieur, what are wee having for dinayre too-night?" "Oh, wee ayre hafing baked ap-ples, honeyed ham, and but of course zee Kripsee cremes zay haf brought to us."
Eight years on - a wee update
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Hello dear reader,
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2 comments:
You mean you don't actually have a French accent? Now I'm totally disillusioned.
Mais non! I have an accent, it's just not French.
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