Name who, where, why, and who they’re saying this about:
“Bonjouuuuuuuuuuuuuuur, Ya cheese-eatin surrender monkeys!”
There’s Luke’s chance to redeem himself… So anyway, I’ve been slaving over the keyboard for the past 4 hours typing another report…. I’m on page 9 of a 15 page minimum essay on MP3, peer-to-peer, and file sharing legality… Let me know if you’re interested in it and I can send you a PDF version of it when I’m done. Ok… back to the typing… I just wanted to take a break and share with you the above quote that popped in my head for no good reason!
Mood: Silly… Like a goat….
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Dugan’s interested . . . only because Dugan’s both in communications and going to law school. So, this hits both of Dugan’s interests
Wille when he had to teach french class because of budget cutbacks…
Oh yeah… nothing sexier than a scottish man speaking the language of love… except…
Brent speaking french with a scottish accent.
…. ….. this is true…..
“Ack…. La police, ne t’a pas encore trouvé? T’as une tête a faire sauter les plaques d’egouts! I’ve swizzled me bagpipes!”
Translation: “Ack… Haven’t the police found you yet? You’ve got a face that could blow off manhole covers. I swizzled my bagpipes…”
Il y a du vent!
“Je pense que la robe est trop petite pour vous”
Mon Dieu, que vos les garcons sont beau!
“Ce restaurant n’est pas aussi bon que le Brent Pirroli’s”
(I’m gonna let you figure that one out for yourself!)
There is wind!
I think that the dress is too small for you.
My God, that your boys are beautiful!
This restaurant is not as good as Brent Pirroli’s…
…. Uhhh…. If that remotely made sense…. I think I’d laugh more… but until then, I’m just gonna pretend that it doesn’t mean what I think you meant it to mean….
and my last name is Pirolli…. punk
Ha ha… come on… dress… scottish? Boy’s are beautiful… I thought you would of caught on Brett.
ok ok… so there is a breeze, the kilt is too small for me…. my…. uhhh… boys …. are beautiful…. and …. where does the restaurant come into play?
Freely speaking French . . . neither of you are my friend anymore . . .
I heard they eat snails in france.
Je veux faire l’amour avec toi.