The fabularies adventures of Zach Galou in Great Briton
Zach Galou almost one year after leaving his base camp in columbian Columbia with dry choose and wet socks where now finding himself with dry socks, wet shoes and surrounded by mint jelly. In one word (perhaps a bit more) he was in Ingeuland, the pays of the perfidious albions. One thing was clearly settled in his mind, he came by one of those albions he would crush them on the post.
London at that time was full of horny young girls with a lot of money. But unfortunately he had forgotten to take with him his GHB pills. Beside thatn London was not the place where the duty was expecting him. This fateful place was in fact Southamster, very next to nothing in every direction, but who can flater itself of a big university full of foreign students, that draw considerable wealth to the university. No need to wonder then why, they can afford electronic protection for every door, CCTV even in the work area, double expressos machines, a bus company, advertisements and a plasma screen in the coffee room which is about the size of a conference room.
His French hearth was proudly beating and flowing the yet to be contaminated by englsih food blood almost every where in his body. "Ha!" said he with his perfect whole street accent, "tats inglishis donte nowe deu trou pawer of communism" was he thinking when reminding his beautiful homeland: the faculty of Jussieu, a big university full of French students surrounded by a lot of thing in every directions, and where the library had not even toilets (well at least there are books there, so I won't be too French here, and lets acknowledge this true and pure humble fact).
Zach Galou didn't know yet about all of this, because he was still in London, trying to choppe one of those girls that were flocking around, but his luggages were definitely too heavy and they were walking to fast for his tortoise pace. So long for the girls, but I'll be back warned he, before knowing the price of the alléweu-retoure Southamster-London.
What will happen to Zach Galou in his trip to Southamster? Will be the futur antérieur be used that much the last time? Why was this post as funny as an obituary? You won't know it by not reading the next adventure of Zach Galou in fabulous England.
London at that time was full of horny young girls with a lot of money. But unfortunately he had forgotten to take with him his GHB pills. Beside thatn London was not the place where the duty was expecting him. This fateful place was in fact Southamster, very next to nothing in every direction, but who can flater itself of a big university full of foreign students, that draw considerable wealth to the university. No need to wonder then why, they can afford electronic protection for every door, CCTV even in the work area, double expressos machines, a bus company, advertisements and a plasma screen in the coffee room which is about the size of a conference room.
His French hearth was proudly beating and flowing the yet to be contaminated by englsih food blood almost every where in his body. "Ha!" said he with his perfect whole street accent, "tats inglishis donte nowe deu trou pawer of communism" was he thinking when reminding his beautiful homeland: the faculty of Jussieu, a big university full of French students surrounded by a lot of thing in every directions, and where the library had not even toilets (well at least there are books there, so I won't be too French here, and lets acknowledge this true and pure humble fact).
Zach Galou didn't know yet about all of this, because he was still in London, trying to choppe one of those girls that were flocking around, but his luggages were definitely too heavy and they were walking to fast for his tortoise pace. So long for the girls, but I'll be back warned he, before knowing the price of the alléweu-retoure Southamster-London.
What will happen to Zach Galou in his trip to Southamster? Will be the futur antérieur be used that much the last time? Why was this post as funny as an obituary? You won't know it by not reading the next adventure of Zach Galou in fabulous England.
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I'm wondering if you saw the black knight during your trip ?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2eMkth8FWno
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Glou |
jeudi 25 juin 2009 à 09:02:00 UTC+2
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