Mes mecs, pull up your chaises and leesten to moi.
I have just returned from le tabac, [takes puff of unfiltered Gauloise] and have heard zat zee Champeeon cheep bocce ball tournemant—eet weel happen as scheduled at fourteen hundred hours today.
Zut alors, WE WILL WEEN THEES TIME! [rubs lucky bocce ball with paw]
Ready your boules, gentlemens!
Allison G., you’re killin’ us. Serious. ;)