New Experiences

Hi,

Yesterday, at the grocery store, my Mum and I were behind a young guy, buying his onions and parsley (yes, I know, odd things, but that is exactly what they were). He kind of looked like he would drive a sports car, with dice hanging from the mirror. Yeah, that kind of guy.

He finished up, gave us not a second look, and walked out of the store. Then, as we were walking to the Beast, we saw him, and a bunch of other guys, stuffed shamelessly into a tiny little car. We passed them, but could tell they were watching us. We got into our van, started it up, and were about to drive away, when the same tiny car with a minimum of 5 guys slowly drove past us, yelling at the top of their lungs to us.

What we heard was, "Parlez-vous francais?". All we could do was stare at them in disbelief and wonder. "What on earth are they talking about?". Then it dawned on us, they were talking about the flag that we fly from our antenna, a Dutch flag, which, unfortunately, has the same colours as the French flag, root, witte and blauwe (red, white and blue). Man, I wonder why we ended up with such a popular flag colour combo.

So anyways, we shouted back, that no, we weren't from France, and the nearest we can figure, is that we were hit up by a bunch of Ginos, trying to impress us with their French skills. Any self respecting European knows that red on the top means Holland, and red on the bottom means France......... And the red is in stripes on the American flag. You'd think they would at least get part of it right!

So, let me get this straight, for all those who read the first sentence, and then skipped to the bottom: My mother and me got hit up, because a bunch of teenagers (boys), liked the Beast, and the "French" flag. They tried to impress us with French. Throw in a trip to Paris, and I might be interested.

-Sarah
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