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I met a French gentleman last night and in the course of our conversation, he told me that in France they say that a girl with a bony bottom is good in bed (it was in context, at the time). Vrai ou faux; anyone know? :squiffy:


EDIT: I'm wondering whether is this a genuine wives' tale in France, not whether or not the actual specifics are verifiable... :o
 
I met a French gentleman last night and in the course of our conversation, he told me that in France they say that a girl with a bony bottom is good in bed (it was in context, at the time). Vrai ou faux; anyone know? :squiffy:


EDIT: I'm wondering whether is this a genuine wives' tale in France, not whether or not the actual specifics are verifiable... :o

Two words: He's French!
 
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I'm pretty sure that at some point today I am going to poop my pants.
 
You've got the Gary Glitters ?

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Well 1,000,000 kids unemployed over here and I may as well be one of them!
Back to education! Back to education!
Mass migration! Mass migration!
Countrys unstable...over labelled :tears:
 
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Well 1,000,000 kids unemployed over here and I may as well be one of them!
Back to education! Back to education!
Mass migration! Mass migration!
Countrys unstable...over labelled :tears:

Davie, you can sleep on our couch over here in Americurr. :p Not many jobs here either, though.
 
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