Sometimes, small things give you kicks.
I did level 1 french 4 years ago, easy peasy.
And I bet no matter how many baguettes he has for breakfast, Nicolas Sarkozy or any of la peoplé, ain't speakin no Gujarati even if they sat from now until christmas they won't.
Why would they want to? I don't know.
They probably couldn't care less.
But if they had to? hah! no way man. no freakin' way.
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