Fezzik In Paris

Two Americans, three cats, and too many places named "de Gaulle"

French has officially infiltrated my stress nightmares. Despite the fact that college will be nine years in the past as of May, I still periodically have the oh-shit-missed-an-exam/failed-an-exam/haven’t-attended-this-class-at-all-and-it’s-the-last-day-of-the-semester dream.

Last night, however, brought an interesting variation: my high school German teacher was proctoring a French exam. I completed most of the exam, came to a section on possessive pronouns, and panicked. Despite knowing them (and thinking about them, correctly, if my memory of the dream is accurate), I turned in the exam and walked off, only to come running back to my German teacher when I realized that the table made up the bulk of the points on the exam. I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off as he informed me that he wouldn’t be giving my exam back to me…

Perhaps I should have accepted the glass of wine that the Purrito offered earlier in the evening.

2 thoughts on “et tu, francais?

  1. azaop says:

    Es * tu français ? “et” it’s not good. I know it cause im french

    1. Purrito says:

      It was meant in the “Et Tu, Brut?” as in Caesar. Like, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Et_tu,_Brute%3F

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