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Friday, January 16, 2009

J'étais fil par les loups furieux.

I still wanted a croissant. Since I lost my wallet I was forced to go in disguise (left) to the beloved French bakery Tartine and use my best Thespian skills.

"Oh no! I lost...I mean...er...forgot my wallet. Can I owe you?"

Since I practically keep the place in business they didn't have much choice. Je te payerai avec bonté mardi un hamburger aujourd'hui. Future tense! It brings back memories.

2 comments:

Ladrón de Basura (a.k.a. Junk Thief) said...

I have a similar relationship with Dynamo Doughnuts where I have a frequent fryer card.

Salty Miss Jill said...

One would have to have a heart made of pure marble to resist such a bonne jeune fille as yourself. Especially in that chapeau.