I had been at marines for 4 years.
And I went back to study.
In the second year I got the chance to go for a exchange in France.
My mother is French so I speak the language.
It is expensive in Paris so I look for a job to get some extra money.
After a week I got hired at Subway.
One night one of my ex-squadmates walks is.
We recognized eachother and start talking.
I tell him my story.
He starts talking in a retarded fake French accent.
I am ze french, I eet ze baguette.
Annoyed, what bread do you want?
I eet ze one thirthee centimeeter with ze bread zat iz yellow.
That’s the flat bread.
Oui le flat bread.
Do you want veggies?
I eet ze little black circles.
You mean olives?
Oui olives in ze yellow sub, marine.