Today I was: held captive in a guillotine; mildly assaulted by an old, inebriated Frenchman dressed as a leper; married to said man, who started running around like a chicken with its head cut off shouting “Ma Femme! Ma Femme! Nous sommes mariés!” (My wife! My wife! We are married!) while a mob of Frenchmen dressed as 14th century peasants filmed the scene on their iPhones, and became (okay self-proclaimed myself) queen of a medieval festival.
Posted on: Sun, 14 Sep 2014 21:48:27 +0000
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