The man spoke four languages so fluently he was mistaken for a native in each. But he was not a linguist. He was a polyglot. "One is an academic, one is a Swiss waiter," he remarked.
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
chelou - bizarre, weird
Si j'y retourne, elle va me prendre pour un type chelou, genre harceleur.
If I go back there, she's going to think I'm some creepy stalker.
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