Pardon my French

Some things don't need no (sic) translation, such as the language of pure love. c'est universale, mon cher ami!

Je suis so Gay (as in happy) to be finally getting a classic work by Edith Piaf (no less) to grace my blog. I love the French in all their Gallic Gay abandon. Wish someday a teeny bit of their French actually rubs off on me! That would be 'The Day'. Disclaimer: Look away now, if you must for all those with dubious sexuality or those faking homosexuality. There's some heavy duty stuff in here! Not for the ladies or those faint of flesh. Sorry, it's nothing personal, folks- just a guy thing.