…we were practicing pick up lines. There were a set of pick up lines in our textbook that we had to use, and here’s the lovely result of one of them:

Rohit: Je t’invite … uh … … à la boucherie. (I invite you to come to the butchery with me.)
Teacher: What?! A la boucherie? Are you kidding? How is that romantic? Pick somewhere else, like a restaurant, or a cafe or something.
Class: Oh my god! He wants her dead–he wants to butcher her!
Rohit: [remedies] Je t’invite au restaurant. (I invite you to a restaurant.)
Teacher: Rohit, you do know that “to invite” means that you’ll be paying, right?
Rohit: … [nods]
Catherine: Uhh…je ne sais pas. J’ai beaucoup de devoirs à faire. (Oh…I don’t know…I have lots of homework to do.)
Rohit: Mais si…Viens avec moi! J’ai beaucoup de l’argent. (Oh but…come with me! I have lots of money.)
Teacher: Money? Money?! Rohit, she’s not a prostitute! If you said that to a girl in France, she would slap you!

I’m sure any girl would’ve slapped him if she didn’t like the (quite obvious) implications. Anyways…I seriously need to document all the funny moments in all my classes. Especially physics, but that one requires a visual that I’m too lazy to do right now…