Steven MoffatHave you met the French? My...GOD they know how to party!
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The French are known for their passion and flair for all things fun. They love to eat, drink, and party. They also love to talk; they love to argue; and they love to make themselves seem like the smartest person in the room. It all adds up to a very long list of things that make them great at parties, which is why they make such great friends.
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