WuMo by Wulff & Morgenthaler for November 03, 2019

I’ve known what fromage is ever since I saw “Dear Brigitte” in the ’60s.

This is where your supposed to say, “Gee, I wish I could go!”

Murky buckets

Oy!

One of the things that goes through my mind with I see or hear French is that Star Trek, The Next Generation would be impossible in French because Data was unable to use contractions. “Qu’est-ce qu’il parle ?”

Evidently pretentiousness is contagious.

I’m reminded of the waiter at the sidewalk cafe on National Lampoon’s European Vacation.

I had no problem with my french when I visited Paris last summer. The french had .

And they start putting a line through their sevens.