La poupe beaucoup

If you think I'm funny in English, you'll love me in French! Merde!!! :)

Anyway, Mommy went to our new house and set up Pooh Corner today. (At 5 a.m. The bitch is an insomniac.) She stopped for breakfast at Einstein's on her way home at 8:30 a.m., and she was so exhausted from not sleeping for days that she ordered, "The Ranchero Poohnani sandwich."

Whereupon, the man behind the counter was all, "What?"

And Mommy stared at him for awhile, wondering why he wasn't comprehending her. So, she finally pointed at the sign for the sandwich. But then she realized that she didn't say Panini -- she said Poohnani.

Like I always say, you say panini; I say poohnani. Although Mommy is pleased that our new place doesn't smell like poohnani -- it smells like cleaning products and air fresheners.

Hah -- pretty soon she won't have to go to Einie's to order poohnani ... I'll serve it up hot and fresh every day for FREE!!!!