JDMopar
Well-Known Member
I took French in the 11th grade. 17 years later I married the girl who sat behind me in class, and let me cheat off her papers enough to get by with a D- 
. I never could get it, and my Appalachian American accent butchered the hell out of the French language. Instead of "Oui monsieur!", it came out as "Wee mown sewer".


it also makes you hungry to reach the next lesson.














