Buying a black tie for a funeral I don't want to attend of a man who wouldn't have wanted a funeral in the first place.
Did I mention I hate ties?!
EDIT: Also watching Jaques Tati's 'Trafic' and thinking of writing a story called "Hulot, Mon Ami.'
EDIT: In fact I am now writing 'Hulot, Mon Ami.' Here is the opener:
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He had always wished he was French, but being neither gifted with a tongue for language or fine foods, he had all but given up on that wish. Until he saw the statue, that was.
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