Practicing my French

Today I realized that I’ve been practicing my French like a real American. As I’m wandering around the house packing and readying for this trip, I’ve been muttering out loud with a Pepé Le Pew accent.

At some point, I’m probably in for a real wake up call while traveling the coast of France.

But like Pepé, no matter how much I stink, I’ll still take my chances.

Pepé Le Pew

Tags: France, goofy stuff, language