English shit

I like to scream when people ask me ar’y’aw’right, just because I love to tell them they made me scream.

I always ask other people to show me roads, but when they tell me, i walk the wrong way and that makes me happy.

I like to wear big sunglasses in clubs, because I love to remove it and fake blindess a kiss.

I hate big cities, and each time I go to New York, I ask young ladies if they have the right to drink. And when they tell me no, I hit them. But I hit them in english. It makes boom. It makes less damage than a boum.

I love english because I can say shit and that does not matter. All englishes can tell shit and even though, all french women will love them anyway.