I once hung out on a street corner in France. I rued the day.
languages
If Vanna White committed murder, would her M.O. be disemvoweling?
The man who didn’t use punchewuation ate his words. He was comma the earth.
The Chinese translation of a word is its sinonym.
French hunters love grapefruit. It’s what lets them pump le moose.
What does a Hispanic cow say?
“Moo chews grass yes!”
My parrot speaks many languages. He is a pollymath.
“Hithee hither!”: proof that Michael Jackson’s “Beat it”, when translated into Olde English, is a recipe for indiscriminate violence against both sexes.
The comedy about the frozen Persian was quite Farsicle.
I committed a crime during Oktoberfest, and my friend ratted on me to the cops. Man, what a schnitz.


