Alors,on se fout de ma gueule Rogue?..Hein?
Just for general info, Canada was founded by the french and was first called “Nouvelle France!” But the daw[SIZE=1]mned [/SIZE]red coats invaded us and here we are,about ten millions french speaking souls in an ocean of anglos!..No pwoblem with that! 
Rogue-the tribal languages were the original languages of the Americas.
Old Jong- Canada belongs to the Abenakis, Ojibways, Crees, Inuit, Mohawks and others long long before the French got there.
And now project HydroQuebec is about to flood Indian Lands
in the name of development..
Wanna make something of it…?
If Whippinghand were still on the forum, I’d consider it. But of course he isn’t … is he?
well i’ve made somethin’ of it.
it’s the most beautiful native american/canadian indian quilted rug.
vts
Yuanfen
I agree with you on this in a way but,they had their times as we are having ours.Who will be next?..As Georges once said: “All things must pass”
And another one
Since we’re all having fun with languages, but MUST talk about Wing Chun (c’mon!), here’s it in NADSAT:
(cue the Glorious Ludwig Van)
When I drat, I want to tolchock them in the litso or the balls. If I tolchock them really real dobby in the litso, they creech and the red red krovvy comes streaming down from the gulliver. But if I smack a chelloveck a real dobby hard odin in the balls, he creeches like a devotchka. If I have a nozh, it’s horrorshow! That’s a real dobby veshch.
Yarbles
Not glazzies but pure yarblockos
appy polly loggies my droog. thats the slovo i wanted
Now- i wanted an oozy (chain) to use, so as Your Humble Narrator i think of how to rabbit it. do i smash it into his shiyah? do i wrap it up in my rooks? do i swing it? maybe to use a fook then a guan, then turn real skorry on him, all at once?
how about it AD?
Oh my brother…
viddy well as I am munchi-wunching these ticks of toast and spinniking a Don Chisao…
and thats a good one!
Welly welly well, then I will think on it oddy knocky-like. Maybe when you end with it, “A Clockwork Chisao” can arrive. I can viddy it: ‘rooker-slooshing’, a starry Chinese chelloveck beating molodoy Alex, ultraviolent-like…
Well, my friends…
Tomorrow is Monday, and I really have to get back to SERIOUS writing and training, so I’ll end here with an obligatory descent into farce and caricature…Thank you for the time off! Hopefully, I’ll get to return, but later.
(FANEZ-vous DEDANS À LA SCÈNE DE LA RESSOURCE ÉLÉGANTE)
INTERVIEWER: Nous sommes ici au club prestigieux Ned parce que nous avons été accordés à un bref aperçu au monde étrange de chacun la personnalité préférée de divertissement, celle et le seul Red5Ängel. R5Ä a accepté de passer quelques uns de ses moments précieux avec nous.
(R5Ä ENTRE, PORTANT Un ABAT-jour SUR SA TÊTE ET INHALANT L’HÉLIUM D’un RÉSERVOIR SUR Le SIEN EN ARRIÈRE. IL COMMENCE À TOURNOYER AUTOUR TOUT EN CRIANT DANS Une VOIX Aiguë)
R5Ä: Je Suis Fudgy La Baleine! Aimez-moi! Je suis Fudgy la baleine et je suis ici pour inventer l’ampoule! Je n’aime pas le fromage! M. Wizard le pense est si futé, mais je suis Fudgy la baleine! I posséder Schenectady! Gondola! Nougat! Wheeeeeeee!
(R5Ä TOMBE DANS LA PISCINE, QUI ÉCLATE)
INTERVIEWER: Bien, je devine qui est toute l’heure R5Ä peut épargner. Mon Dieu, cette chose d’ampoule retentit dur! Nous devons aller, tout le monde. Bonne nuit!
(LA MUSIQUE SE FERMANTE DE THÈME DE R5Ä COMMENCE À JOUER, EAU DU FOND)
G’bye!
Grrr… that translator!
ok, whatever…
no, but {]%6&!^/, don’t go!