Mon Ami Fred

I once had a friend in College, who was a young man named Fred. He had a funny crazy habit, of making certain utterances in French, to pretty girls he hoped to conquer. One day he met his match in a lady, who disgraced him without intention. On that day, he walked up to the lady, 'Bonjour mademoiselle he greeted' The lady was so happy, 'here now is a brother, qui parle Francais beaucoup' she thought. She answered him with an alluring smile, Ah, bonjour monsieur, je suis content que vous parliez Francais Mon ami was now in a hot soup, when he knew the lady was no novice, in what he knew nothing of any use. The lady rattled on like a parrot, and asked my friend 1001 questions. My friend was only smiling like an idiot, in front of the lady he thought of conquering I had an ache from series of laughter, as I watched the unfolding drama of a rascal who wanted to use what he never had, to make a fool of some of his fellow men. 10th August, '12 Mon ami-- my friend (male) Bonjour mademoiselle/monsieur---- good morning Miss/Mr qui parle Francais beaucoup -----who speaks French very much Je suis content que vous parliez Francais-- I am happy that you speak French