I bet you didn't know

...that I'm a secret french rapper.

Last week, I sat down and listened to "Je Veux Te Voir" by Yelle over and over again, following along with the lyrics. Until finally, I could rap the whole song.

So this means several things:

1. You are now free to come up to me and say "Hey, rap to me about crazy french food and sex". (Because I know that it is something you've always wanted to do.)
   
2. I am perhaps a little too insistent on putting off writing my debate cases
3. Its a damn good thing my parents don't speak French. Because I'm thinking they (maybe) would have had a problem with "Je veux te voir/ Dans un film pornographique/ En action avec ta bite/ Forme patatoes ou bien frites/ Pour tout savoir/ Sur ton anatomie/ Sur ton cousin Teki/ Et vos accessoires fetiches" 

<-- You're smart, I'm sure you can figure out what those lyrics mean. Or use handy dandy google. You know, the source of all your term papers.

*Today's post was numbered because my dear friend Alison is a fan of such a format.

Sorry today wasn't the funniest of posts. There's always tomorrow.

ZMar