Three summers ago I started my tour guiding summer job. One day, one of my (female) co-workers and I were chatting in the front porch waiting for tourists to come. She was sitting at the desk and I was sitting in front of it, sideways to her, when a BMW drove up. (I just LOVE BMWs.) So I jump up to see it closer, and as soon as I'm up I'm falling down on my hands and knees with my skirt down around my ankles.... turns out I was stepping on it when I got up and it just got pulled down.... and there were the tourists staring at the funny nun-looking guide with her skirt around her ankles... I was soooooooo mortified!!! but at the same time it was just impossible for my co-worker and I to stop laughing! (Now I always make sure I'm not stepping on my skirt before I get up. )

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Si à travers nos veines coule encore le sang...
Si dans les jeux d'enfants on entend encore l'accent...
Si nous sentons encore l'espoir de nos grands-parents...
Si dans les voiles du large souffle encore le vent...
Y'a jamais eu de Grand Dérangement.