The birds and the bees start buzzing early here in France. Maybe that explains how the French can go from surly to seductive faster than a car on the La Mans racetrack? It’s ingrained in them since birth.
In that case Big Fry's embracing his French roots, since he’s already engaged.
Here’s a rundown of our first conversation about l’amour:
Big Fry: Maman, when I grow up I want to marry you.
La Mom: Aw, sweetie, that’s nice. But what about Daddy? I’m already married to him.
Big Fry: Well, I guess I could marry Clémence. She’s my amoureux.
La Mom: Your amoureux?
Big Fry: You know, Maman, when you have an amoureux you fall on top of them them and then you get married.
La Mom to self: Fall on top of them?! I thought sex ed wasn’t until lycée!
Big Fry: Do you know how to say tomber amoureux in French?
La Mom: No, why don't you tell me.
Big Fry: It’s tomber amoureux!
Oh yeah, tomber amoureux means to fall in love. Although I guess several marriages do occur after the amoureux fall on top of each other.
What do they call that – Le Shotgun?
