Either google translate is lacking, or this one loses something in translation!Un chien et un homme son sur un bateau. Le chien pète, l'homme tombe à l'eau et se noie. Quelle est la race du chien ?
Un pékinois. (un pet qui noie)
Either google translate is lacking, or this one loses something in translation!Un chien et un homme son sur un bateau. Le chien pète, l'homme tombe à l'eau et se noie. Quelle est la race du chien ?
Un pékinois. (un pet qui noie)
these were a few in french for the french members of the forumEither google translate is lacking, or this one loses something in translation!But thanks for all the jokes. I look for this thread every morning.
![]()
these were a few in french for the french members of the forum
and iam afread the translation takes them out of context and will come over as illogic
i will try to add some jokes on a more regular basis
I used to have my own company in antwerp belgium and it was located in an area were 178 differend nationality's resided so to learn a language is never a waste off time you never know when you might need itOnce upon a time, I was fairly fluent in French (3 years in high school), but that was many, many years ago. Maybe I'll put re-learning French, (and Spanish, too), on my bucket list. Google translate helps recall some of it to mind.
Once upon a time, I was fairly fluent in French (3 years in high school), but that was many, many years ago. Maybe I'll put re-learning French, (and Spanish, too), on my bucket list. Google translate helps recall some of it to mind.
A man and his wife have to go to a doctor. The doctor asks, “Do you share the same blood group?”
The husband replies, “We must by now. She’s been sucking my blood for years.
A drunk man who smelled like booze sat down on a bench next to a priest.The man's tie was stained, his face was plastered with red lipstick, and a half-empty bottle of gin was sticking out of his torn coat pocket. He opened his newspaper and began reading.
After a few minutes the man turned to the priest and asked,'Say Father, what causes arthritis?'
The priest replies, 'My Son, it's caused by loose living, being withcheap, wicked women, too much alcohol, contempt for your fellow man, sleeping around with prostitutes and lack of a bath.'
The drunk muttered in response, 'Well, I'll be damned,'then returned to his paper.
The priest, thinking about what he had said, nudged the manand apologized. 'I'm very sorry.
I didn't mean to come on so strong.How long have you had arthritis?
The drunk answered, 'I don't have it, Father.I was just reading here that the Pope does.
Good Idea! If you need some help, do not hesitate !
In France, some families make a challenge each friday : Speaking English ! Maybe, on this forum, we could do the same challenge : French friday, Spanish thursday, ...
You could always tell the Brits in France as they spoke French (usually badly) but with an obvious British accent - hey, my dad speaks it with a Norfolk accent, which is hilarious.
One of the best things when I was there was when a local asked me which part of France I was from...