Fun with French
I don't think my French teacher actually reads the journals she has us turn in, so I began experimenting. Last week I turned in a piece that was supposed to be describing Montreal. I talked about how Montreal was partially subterreanean, and spent most of the rest of the entry talking about how disappointed I was that there aren't also mole people living beneath the surface. I scored 100 on that one. Today we were supposed to write a dialogue about two kids cleaning the house to get ready for a party. I took it upon myself to have the two kids being ritualistic devil-worshippers who were having a few demons over. There activities included:
--Feeding the vampire, so it wouldn't eat their guests' faces
--Setting the table, because Satan gets annoyed when his salad fork is on the wrong side
--Vacuuming up their pet loup-garou's fur, because Beelzebub is allergic to werewolves
--and last but not least, drawing a pentagram on the kitchen floor in blood.
Next week, I'm going to translate the lyrics to "Jesse's Girl" into French and turn it in as my personal journal entry. It isn't even about grades anymore. This has moved into the realm of morbid curiosity.
I don't think my French teacher actually reads the journals she has us turn in, so I began experimenting. Last week I turned in a piece that was supposed to be describing Montreal. I talked about how Montreal was partially subterreanean, and spent most of the rest of the entry talking about how disappointed I was that there aren't also mole people living beneath the surface. I scored 100 on that one. Today we were supposed to write a dialogue about two kids cleaning the house to get ready for a party. I took it upon myself to have the two kids being ritualistic devil-worshippers who were having a few demons over. There activities included:
--Feeding the vampire, so it wouldn't eat their guests' faces
--Setting the table, because Satan gets annoyed when his salad fork is on the wrong side
--Vacuuming up their pet loup-garou's fur, because Beelzebub is allergic to werewolves
--and last but not least, drawing a pentagram on the kitchen floor in blood.
Next week, I'm going to translate the lyrics to "Jesse's Girl" into French and turn it in as my personal journal entry. It isn't even about grades anymore. This has moved into the realm of morbid curiosity.
lou
So about the pirate and the ninjas, would they all be fighting? My piratey friend hates ninjas, and if there was a ninja present in the room, they would be a lot of fighting. Would it lead to crazy pirate/ninja sex? Maybe.