It’s Black Friday in the USA, which means a huge flood of people breaking down the doors of big-box retailers everywhere and fistfights breaking out between frantic shoppers looking to get TVs and microwaves at 90% discounts. This, the day right after Turkey Day, where everyone eats and drinks himself into a severe food coma.
Ain’t American culture grand?
Snark aside, I do have a lot of respect for the idea of Thanksgiving – though the reality leaves a lot to be desired. Last year, for instance, I attended Thanksgiving at my aunt’s house, met a cute French-Canadian girl (who was incidentally quite tall – girl could catch geese with a rake, and unsurprisingly was a basketball player of some kind), ate a decent but not absurd amount of very tasty food – and promptly came down with a mild-grade fever and body ache that persisted well into the next day.
It wasn’t one of my better Thanksgiving holidays, let’s put it that way.
Oh, and in case you’re wondering, no, the tall French-Canadian girl never responded to me. Since I went to Moscow and then St. Petersburg less than 7 months later, I don’t consider this a Bad Thing at all. As I may have pointed out a few times in the past, I am NOT a fan of the French.
This year seems to be rather a bit better, even though I’m not in the USA anymore. And to make it even more fun, I’ve added in pictures of a jaw-dropping girl from Poland (yes, I know – what can I say, I have a type) named Justyna Gradek.
Make no mistake, she is absolutely an Instathot. She is a ring girl for KSW (I think), a lingerie and photo model, and so on and so forth – you know the rest.
That still doesn’t stop her from being an absolute stunner. She’s 25, so she is right at the height of her beauty. As with all women, she should make the most of it while she can.
Happy Friday, boys. I’d tell you to kick back and enjoy a nice cold beer, but I suspect that more than a few of you are nursing some epic hangovers by this point, so maybe that’s not such a good idea. At any rate, get some rest over the weekend, and I hope you have a happy Thanksgiving holiday with your families.
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Didact,
Lovely woman. Now as someone who's lived his life in la belle province, I'll defend the chicks. First, they ain't Parisennes. That's the beef with everyone; hell even with the French outside of Paris can't stand them. I dislike Parsiens (male and female)
The Quebecois women are a lot more stylish than the Anglos, tend to be more sensual and friendlier but they do have their bitchy peasant side to them.
The Langodciens (aka the Catalans, Occitans, Provençals, and Gascons) and the French Basques are much lovelier, much friendlier and they aren't Parsiennes.
That's the keyword and character to take into account.
xavier
I must confess that I would very much like to see Montreal someday – but apparently the Quebecois are so French that the Frogs themselves can't understand them. And, since I don't much like the French, the thought is quite off-putting to me.
That said – your points make sense. I might have to reconsider, someday. I just find it difficult to stomach the idea of going to a socialist basket case like that – I've been to plenty in my life already.