Being the piss poor excuse for a human that I am I had to consult the old urban dictionary & when I saw this:
1. French General from the American Revolution that was sent with 5,500 troops to help the Americans defeat the British by King Louis XVI. He is best known for the defeat of the British at Yorktown (1781).
I thought to myself "how fancy" & then began planning what I was going to do with the 5,500 troops I wrongly assumed you were swapping for my man. Then I got to this:
2. A nut-kicking contest, usually performed between two males, taking turns to see who can take the most kicks in the nuts.
And began plans to recruit a private army of 5,500 troops (not the first time) then I remembered how well I mix cocktails, especially Molotov varieties but then Kenny called me back to bed. Try to comfort yourself with the thought that he is the brain & I am the looks in this relationship. Where are my dragons?
