Alors! La blanche femme sans souci des Etats Unis dans Paris! oooo un concierge d’Afrique! Elle marche dans le marche est voila, une femme maghrebienne. “ooooooops, ce n’est pas ma faute! mais c’est pas grave! Quelle Exotique!” les biscuits! Les amis blanches! “Blanc Mec, Ou est le rodin?” “ahhh nous aimons! Au diner nous sommes tombes amoureux! Paris! ahhhh! parfait!”
TRANSLATION:
CAREFREE WHITE GIRL DOES PARIS: CFWG has sub-saharan african dude serve her, COOL! CFWG bumps into a muslim woman while being distracted by fruits, but doesn’t care because “AHH! it’s Paris! Running into a Muslim woman is so exotic!” CFWG hangs out with her white friends! CFWG ponders beauty of colorful cookies! CFWG get’s lost on her way to museum, Le Rodin but finds a white dude who she just falls in love with over dinner! A day in the life…
That’s not fair! When I went to Paris, I got lost for four hours in the Parisian ghetto, got hit on by a super creepy old man, got stuck in an apocalyptic snowstorm and waddled around in snow slush til even my waterproof boots were soaked. I guess there are no Carefree Mexican Girls, huh?
