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Twitter: PhoenixRising73
February 1, 2011 at 2:16 pm
Maintenant, je veux une chimichanga.
(I used my friend Google Translate to write “now I want a chimichanga” in French in honor of your Parisian Vacation because I’m cool like that.) (Okay, so I’m not actually “cool.” It’s just that I live in Wisconsin and there’s this blizzard and not much else to do around here except use Google Translate.)
Twitter: homschlr4ever
February 1, 2011 at 2:46 pm
Okay, that was funny and cool. And since I can’t be in Paris either, a good laugh from someone in Wisconsin makes my day a little better.
Twitter: homschlr4ever
February 1, 2011 at 3:01 pm
Thanks, I really enjoyed her blog so now I have another to read (if my children complain about having no food, I’ll blame you – No, they’re 16 and 19, they can fix their own d… food) and put on my blog because she made me laugh. You make laugh too and that’s always a good thing in this day and age.
Twitter: _SHOWandTELL_
February 1, 2011 at 10:24 pm
Well I live in Queensland Australia where a massive cyclone is about to hit. So culturally appropriate expletives are more where my head’s at. Crikey, mate, there’s a a bit of a storm coming so I think I’d better grab a slab of beer and head for my dunny.
Trish
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