C'est aujourd'hui le quatorze juillet....
This was the first sentence I ever learned in French Class. I get to use it once a year.
Of course, I could really tire that phrase out by heading down to Belden Lane tonight for the Bastille Day celebrations. Or do you think they're still mourning their World Cup loss?
No matter. Tonight will be Viva Le Phil!... It's his birthday and we're gonna party with Strikes, Spares, and GutterBalls... So instead of my elementary french, I shall be accosting those around me with utterances such as Suck it Dude! and Your mom's a strike! instead....
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