Let it snow, let it snow...

This morning, I broke out my new winter coat and sat contentedly in the car watching the snow blow and swirl snake-like on the highway.

*snicker*

Here, unabridged (save for the omission of my replies, which I did not think to transcribe at the time), be the drunken ramblings of a student of French:

Mes huards vont agrandir des ailes.
Mes huards sont des champions.
Ils gagnent toujours!
Ils gagnent des prix de huards.
Les huards vont te hanter pendant le reste de ta vie.
Je ne suis pas saoûl et je ne suis pas un huard.
Je ne suis pas un âne non plus.
Que l'âne soit avec toi.

I just spent half an hour making myself a set of flash cards. This is only the second time in my life I've done this, because dammit, I *will* get through chapter four without having to go back and check the vocabulary list at every number!