Tuesday, August 2, 2011
What's the worst thing a Frenchmen loves?
I hate the French. Did I ever mention that?
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Those cheese eating surrender monkeys suck. There are tons of them in our neighborhood because the local school has a French emersion program where they teach the little bastards in French. So they come from all over the city to bring their snot nosed brats to PS 58 and they come into the store and start trouble.
So I hate the French.
So today's poll is what't the worst thing a Frenchman loves:
Roman Polanski
Maid Raping IMF Dudes
Snails as foods.
Jerry Lewis
Hairy underarm Woman.
Vote early and often.
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Schneckenfresser!
Look into a total immersion program for English, Troop.
Hey, what, I'm bustin' your balls here, shut up!
And I am watching The Godfather - which was filmed on Carroll street, eh?
You see that rough looking skin on the snail? Does it remind you of anything?
The Germans have a cool word for it: Schleimhaut, etymologically related to "slime hide" where "hide" has the meaning of skin, as in "tan your hide."
There were a few scenes done on Carroll and Columbia Streets.
You are going to enjoy One but you have to watch Two. It is the best.
The French were always considered to have the best army in the world.
Never mind that either the Limeys or the Krauts went through zem like ze haut knif sru mayonaisse.
They were always supposed to be the best. American military fashion was French-inspired for the first hundred years of the Republic.
After 1871, Phil Sheridan, who was an observer in the Franco-Prussian War said it's time to look more German - which we did - complete mit der Pickelhaube for der Infanterie.
After 30, years, Elihu Root said, "We'll probably go to war with the Hun, let's go Limey". And so we went khaki.
Two is awesome - freakin' Deniro is great as young Vito. And, Fredo gets whacked - finally!
My ex- grew up in The Bronx. She used to eat at Louis, where Michael whacked the police captain. Well, in the story, you know. I don't think Pacino shot anyone in real life. Anyway, when they said the meeting was going to take place at Louis, the dear sweet ex- yelled out "LOUIS!!!". Nice. You can't take people from the Bronx anywhere.
Nazis?
No "all of the above"?
Or "all of the above - including the French"?
What kind of freakin' poll is this?
You are going to enjoy One but you have to watch Two. It is the best.
I absolutely agree....One became the prequel and Two the heart of the story. Three, except for Michael's death scene closing the story arc, was forgettable, a throwaway. I seldom pop it in the player but always load One if I'm gonna watch Two.
The scene where Michael walks into the kitchen as Kay is leaving...Pacino in that red polo sweater and camel overcoat. Wowser!
What's with the hairy armpit trend? Ick.
Andy Cohen did a guess-the-celeb-hairy-armpit game segment a couple of weeks ago on Watch What Happens Live...it was revolting.
Yes, I admit it, I'm a WWHL fan girl.
"Yes, I admit it, I'm a WWHL fan girl."
Me too!
Is there ever a better moment than when the season's most-beaten-down-housewife turns to Andy to thank him and Bravo for providing the "stage" to make a whole helluva lot of money?
Ha ha.
Effervescent, witty and very clever host and producer, Andy, seems to lose a little bit of his "gay blade" routine right about then.
Thinking he needs to learn how to fake a well-timed "businessman's smile" that says touche' without uttering a word.
Instead, he ends up looking like the "president's secretary" caught up in some bad office gossip that's going to piss off the boss when he/she hears about it the next day.
Send in The Clouds.
There's got to be Clouds.
Don't bother their herrrrrrre.
Thank you.
I put Polanski @ the top of the list. However, it must be said, French Canadians are just as hideous. I worked @ a resort hotel in Wildwood, NJ for 2 summers when I was in college. The owner advertised in Montreal newspapers so we had a lot of the assholes @ our hotel. I worked the front desk and they came in w/ chips on their stinky shoulders. I have many stories but the waitresses in the dining room had many more. Anyone who worked w/ French Canadian tourists would abide nuking that fucking province!
God you're such a clod, Titus
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WV = "WolksVegan" Is it what Titus drives, or what drives Titus?
He's a clod, but he is illiterate. But just listen to him brag about how rich and fabulous he is - goes to show you don't have to have any intelligence at all to work in the chick/gay ghetto of HR.
Trooper..regarding snails. My godfather, Uncle Mick, would make Lumache di Mare every Christmas Eve. We dagos eat snails so let's be straight on this issue.
I drive a black bmw 328xi-two door. Year 2008.
I am likely going to get a 2012 in the next month.
4 years is the max for my car.
And my loft is 1200 square feet, Harvard Square location, with Parking! Value is around 800k right now, the market is down a tad. I am a hop, skip and jump to all the fab eateries and salons.
thanks so much for asking.
Clouds. Creative Economy. And Clouds.
Let's network, partner, reorganize and develop a six sigma lean organizational structure.
Clouds.
My comment was intended to show the French were never as good as they, or anybody else, thought they were.
It got a little sidetracked.
(The Blonde was in a mood...)
I am also all about JavaScript-real time graphics, Dreamweaver, HTML5, Iphone, Flash and really anything handheld.
Let's not forget Smashfly, AIRS, Indeed and LinkedIn.
Let's talk.
But not now, priorities, Hot Yoga is calling. My instructor told me yesterday that I had one of the best downward facing dogs she has ever seen. She actually made me get in front of the class and show everyone. I certainly was nervous, yet confident, as I performed the shit out of it. Totally could see my third eye.
It is equally important to have a fierce job as is it having a fierce body. Uglies, don't do well in the Creative Economy.
Bye dolls
And don't forget, make it a Super Day!
Special Hugs.
Regarding the Literacy, Ills and Nebulousness of Clods:
The mercurial switch to "clouds" has proved enlightening. It turns out the true namer of clouds was another inventive chemist.
Someone whose work is reported to have influenced Goethe, inspired Shelley and informed Constable.
I am the daughter of Earth and Water,
And the nursling of the Sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change, but I cannot die.
For after the rain when with never a stain
The pavilion of Heaven is bare,
And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams
Build up the blue dome of air,
I silently laugh at my own cenotaph,
And out of the caverns of rain,
Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb,
I arise and unbuild it again.
The Cloud PB Shelley
O' the Byrony of yout.
@MamaM:
*raises hand*
Sir Humphry?
No, but the quote on the Sir Humphrey post is a fine one and new to MamaM.
Luke Howard who made it to 92!
Luke Howard who made it to 92!
Excellent! Vocational chemist, avocational meteorologist. He's new to me!
For Titus, industriously posing as a dog, the MamaM sends this treat
In MamaM's opinion those snails rank high on the list of most disgusting and repulsive photos posted by TY.
Hard to look at without the scent of garlic butter to flood the olfactory.
In MamaM's opinion those snails rank high on the list of most disgusting and repulsive photos posted by TY.
Suppose I told you that the photo was entitled "Waiting For Escargodot" and had received support from the NEA?
You know what gets me every time?
Those fucking ASPCA commercials.
They make you look into those sad animals eyes.
Nathaniel....died of a broken heart.
Blondie left abandoned to die.
Devastating.
Please, if you haven't already, give to the ASPCA.
Clouds
Blondie left abandoned to die.
Wasn't Blondie the name of Hitler's dog?
He was a big animal lover.
So sad, really.
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