The other Monday morning I was walking down the street and I passed my one French colleague, who was heading from the subway to home at like 7:45am, obviously coming back from his boyfriend's house where he had spent the weekend.
So, after saying good morning, I was like, "Enjoying the walk of shame?".
"No," he was like, "I am never ashamed," and he smiled.
...the French always have to be very knowing and worldly in their humor, which usually isn't even really humor, but more witticisms than anything...
Saturday, June 23, 2012
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