The Lovely Men
Stay with me on this, dear reader.
The lovely men could be these guys, couldn't they?
Or the lovely men could be the US men's gymnastics team, which I would say qualifies nicely.
OR the lovely men could be the 04 Red Sox who vanquished The Curse:
They could definitely be the lovely men.
Or if I squish the requirements from plural to singular, this could be the lovely man:
But that isn't fair. And surely I want to be fair.
But what I am really trying to say is:
lave les mains which Rosetta Stone is trying to teach me.
It means to wash the hands. To wash MY hands.
En francais, dude.
That's what I'm trying to learn and the lovely men will help me remember it.
Je me lave les mains. I love the lovely men. Right?
When I try to remember how to say wash my hands, I will remember the lovely men.
And why not? Pourquoi pas?
There aren't that many.
love,
becky
posted by Becky Willis Motew @ 3:01 AM
3 Comments
3 Comments:
Hey, that's one of them demonic devices, ain't it?
HAR, sm.
Another good one.
b
I don't know you. but I love you. That was fantastic! I am literally crying because it made me laugh so much.
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