Guerres des Étoilles Existentielles

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    How many times have I tried to heat my breakfast coissant with my laser sword only to burn it to cinders?  Debout le morte.

    Thanks a million autie Em.


    Clever, it took me awhile to 'get it'.

    I had to go back to my Oxford-Anguish Dictionary.


    The words I hear are not the words I see. Words are nothing. I am nothing, waiting, alone.


    I think you will find it easier to understand things like this if you become a regular reader of the inserts in the Dr. Scholl’s Foot Pad products.  I order mine on-line and I always try to get the package meant for the French market.  There are no pads in the box, just the insert, but it goes a long way toward understanding things.  As a side benefit after reading them I have lost all desire to even go out of the house so my foot ailments have become moot. I like to think of it as my one zen breakthrough.


    I hereby give you Dick's Dayly Award.

    You will find the prize meaningless, I'm sure. But the $50 cash should come in handy.


    Y;know, I first saw Star Wars with a pretty Belgian girl named Anne. I laughed a lot during the movie, but she never cracked a smile. All these years I thought she had no sense of humor, but now I realize she was in anguish.


    That wasn't Anne Guish, from Brussels, was it? She was one serious girl.


    More likely Ann Ailment. Nasty girl, got around a bit.

    Fortunately, she had a twin, Ann Tidote. That helped.


    Ha, I never did learn her last name. 


    Oh where oh where are Mrs. Premise and Mrs. Conclusion when you need them.


    My absolute favorite Python moment.  "When will he be free?" "He's spent the last sixty years trying to work that one out." 


    One less L in Étoiles, Émma. Désolé to add to your ennui, but typographical accuracy begins the other side of despair. Or so I'm told. Like it matters. Je m'en fous, gang de cons dagblogiens.


    And you can go to 'Ell, French guy.


    'Eaven or 'ell, it will all be boring. I had planned to vote tomorrow, but après vos injures I'll just stay home and bouder.


    Sacré merde!

    Comment dites-vous 'spelling police' en francais?   

    Je suis tres desole...


    Vous blaguez, mais ...

    In France, l'Académie française defines what's acceptable spelling or usage, and denounces use of "anglicisms." In Quebec, there's l'Office de la langue française, which actually has inspectors who visit businesses and warn them of language-law violations. Like having too much English on their signs, or carrying products without French labeling. Ignore them and they can fine you big bucks. By the way, Emma, consider this your official first warning.


    Is copy/paste a valid excuse?


    Hell is - other people's spelling.


    :>)


    Yea well down here in the southern Provinces we argue about language usage too.  For example do you know which is corrrect - motherfuckers or mothersfucker?


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