No speeka de Engleesh

> A Russian woman married a gentleman in England and they lived happily ever
> after in Mossley.
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> The poor lady was not very proficient in English, but did manage to
> communicate with her husband. The real problem arose whenever she had to shop
> for groceries.
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> One day, she went to the butcher and wanted to buy chicken legs. She didn't
> know how to put forward her request, and in desperation, clucked like a
> chicken and lifted up her skirt to show her thighs. Her butcher got the
> message, and gave her the chicken legs.
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> Next day she needed to get chicken breasts, again she didn't know how to say
> it, and so she clucked like a chicken and unbuttoned her blouse to show the
> butcher her breasts. The butcher understood again, and gave her some chicken
> breasts.
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> On the 3rd day, the poor lady n! eeded to buy sausages. Unable to find a way to
> communicate this, she brought her husband to the store and . . . . . . .
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> What were you thinking? Hellooooooo, her husband speaks English!
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> Now get back to work.
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> I worry about you sometimes..
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