Why I Will Never Date A French Girl

Now, I have had nothing but good experiences with French people. Indeed, someone who had come over from France to join the army once helped me prepare a very nice meal with the paltry food we had left in a youth hostel in Haworth. So you can be assured that you are not hearing the voice of prejudice, or even reading the text of prejudice, when you see the above title. You see, thanks to the wonderful combination of boredom and the internet, you can while away at least ten minutes by running people's initials through Acronym Finder. I was happily doing this, demonstrating the effects of my brother changing his middle name to Kemen, and then I ran my initials through. As it transpires, my initials are the same as the French term for a sexually transmitted disease (that's "Maladie Sexuellement Transmissible", if you're interested). Together with this and the incessant bookmark jokes, my name is rather starting to irritate me.