Friday, August 04, 2006

Day One.

(caution:to understand this post. you must read it in a french accent)

Salut eve'3ybooody!!

todaaay az bien a ve'3y zlow die fo'3 me.. bazically nosing az appened too me.
se'3e waz a pa'3tie zat i vent too. ve ad fun. i shoook my as!
but on sa waay ze'3e i ad a little momant..
zomeone asked to no vhat appens vhen i o'3de'3 food at a '3estu'3ant. vell teknically it iz not a '3estu'3aunt. but a bake'3y, but i don't sink zat vill make a diff'3ence.

he'3e is vat appened:
i vent to vhat's it called? napolian? you know.... CEASA'3!!
so i goo to ceasar to o'3der some pizza fow za pa'3ty. az i get owt off ze ca'3 i am '3eliefed to zee zat zere is noboddy zere. phew!

moi: "ello"
za man: "hello. how can i help you?"
moi: "umm.. i vill ave t'3ee dozenz of pizza" vith a big zmile on mie fase :D
za man: "ok." and goez somevhe'3e.
i look at za woman zat is ztanding se'3e. 3and she as zis look zat sayz: 'vhat is '3ong vis zis pe'3on?' hmm.. i cannot imagine vhat is '3ong wiz mie.
moi: "ow much?"
za woooman: " s'3ee deena'3 and seecks 5ond'3ed"
at za same moment za man came wiz sa pizza.
i take za bag and go out.

befow ve vent ome, i vas sinking of vhat vill appen if we vent to McDonalds and o'3de'3ed. zis iz vhat appened in my mind:

moi: "bonjour. umm.. i vill ave a ambuga.."
za maan: "i'm sorry man. what did you want?" in za squeeky philipino voice.
moi: "a ambuga.."
za maan: "a what?"
moi: "ambuga!" me quiet i'3itaitid. my seeste'3 tu'3ns er head and laughs and i t'3y not to laugh tooo
za maan: "oh! you want a hamburger!"
moi: "yes! zat iz vhat i said - ambuga!"
za maan: "no ma'am it's hamburger."
moi: "ambuga!!" at zis boint i am bissed!
*kamboosh: "7amburrrger!"
moi: "zat is vhat i said- ambuga!!" and now i am ang'3y at er!
both of zem: "hamburger!"
moi: "vhatever! i also vant those vhat do you call zem.. za potatoes?"
za maan: "french fries?"
moi: " vhy do you call zem f'3ench f'3ies? zhey a'3e not even f'3ench!"
za maan: "do you want them ma'am?" he says g'3owing tired.
moi: "you know vhat? just get me a appy meal."

hehe. zhat is vhat i emageen vill appen if we vent to o'3de'3 at McDonalds. but i've been '3ong vonce and i could be '3ong again.

ok i am ti'3ed i shall go to bed.
till tomo'3ow. o'3 todie?

p.s zis soong is in my mind and i cannot stooop singing it. Ma Ma Se, Ma Ma Sa,Ma Ma Coo Sa.

*kamboosh is my siste'3's nick name.

6 comments:

3baid said...

All that for a bet? :P

MishMisha said...

actually no, it's just that the opportunity presented itself and because i had to go and just plain curiousty.... there was a bet?

SpiKeY said...

umm the fench/scottish bet??? which i think u just lost :P

Transparently said...

This is the most entertaining post I've ever read! :) Funny, comic, and quite an experience. Super, just super.

Delicately Realistic said...

loooooool

MishMisha said...

spikey: i nooooo!!! juzt do not bay atteshone to it. za bet iz betveen me and mie siste'3. and i do not sink she '3eads my blog zat often :P

transprently: me'3ci. you a'3e too kind.

delicately realistic: *giggles* :D