Je peux parler francais, mais je deteste francais.

Actually, I really could care less about France (I would have typed this, but I haven’t learned how to say I could care less). They helped us fight in the revolutionary war, and they gave us the statue of liberty, and lesser known, but probably more awesome, a statue of george washington in a toga. However, I’ve noticed lots of people have this weird infatuation and love for France, and all things French.

This girl got a package today that was from France and she was all excited to open it and did it at the counter. She opens the packaging and there’s a jewelry box so she’s probably thinking “I’m going to have some sophisticated french necklace”, but she opens the box, and to her horror, it’s the ugliest pair of earrings. They’re made out of strips of tire. I like getting sandals made from tires when friends go to Europe, but tire strip earrings?! Bleeuuugh.

I told her she could wear them if she visits the motor city detroit, and also if she goes to any nascar races. I don’t think she thought that was very funny.

-M