Can’t get a break! 1, 2, 3, 4!
If you are wondering whether I’ve lost my mind, no: it’s a quote from the Simpsons … one of my favourite episodes (the one where Lisa screams ‘Wild beast’ at Mr Burns because she’s being chased by a forest goat, and he screams back ‘Liberal midget!’. Classic).
I am talking about something different though, namely how I can’t get a break at home. You see, Christian thinks it’s hilarious to diss France and rag on me whenever he can. And I have to admit he does it in such a witty way I always near pee my pants laughing (yet engage in fake indignation, just to save face).
So one of my many nicknames at home is ‘Eurotrash’. The TGV (Train à Grande Vitesse, our bullet train) which is ungodly fast and has broken records (has it? I’m sure I remember it has!), well you see it’s no achievement at all because France is such a puny country it’s no big deal going from end to end rapidly. I have to be contrarian and difficult because it’s the French way of life. Pre-vegan days, I got so excited over the lift of the roquefort embargo to Australia that Christian still quotes me saying ‘I have fantastic cheese news!!’. Can’t get a break…
And now because it’s getting late, Eurotrash is going to make some dinner. 1, 2, 3, 4.
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roooo le vilain! Mais qu’est-ce qu’il me fait rire! Promis, je garde le “Eurotrash” secret!
bisous
Je te jure, il me pousse à bout des fois!! Mais il me fait toujours mourir de rire moi aussi :)