Suddenly I speak French. This is a Jacques to my system.
I work for a guy named James. Guess you say could I’ve joined the Jim.
French humour is so Sarkozstic
Russians are Igor to please.
Mathew: name for a logical woodcarver.
My friend has a crush on a girl named Ruth. I told him, “You want that Ruth? You can’t handle that Ruth.”
Alphonse: good name for a typesetter.
There’s a song about how there is no yoga in Sweden. It’s by that 80s band, Sven Without Mats.
My friend Isaac has self-esteem issues. When he first told me his name, I had to tell him, ‘no, you don’t’.