Oh, this brings back memories. Back in 1990, I dated a French girl who moved here when she was little. Her daddy had bucks, so she went back to France like three times a year. While we were, uh, entwined, she would speak to me in French. One time, afterwards, I asked her "please tell me, what exactly were you saying?". She told me "I told you that the local market was having a sale on fabric softener and that my car is getting a flat tire and that you are cute!" I about died laughing. My GOD, it ALL sounded so goooooooood in French! Sighhhhhhhhhhhhh. Now I'm old and the Golden Days of Youth are long gone.