In a billingual province such as Quebec, you have to greet people in English and in French when you work in customer service. After a while, it just becomes one word because you're so used to repeating it over and over. As well, it MUST be "bonjour" that is said first, because French (on the whole) are unforgivably uppity. And don't even THINK about just saying "hi!"
For those new in customer service;
"Bonjour, hi! Est-ce que je peut vous aidez? Can I help you?"
And after years of apathy in customer service;
"Bonjourhi. Est-ce que je peut vous aidez can I help you." (Said all in one breath)
When you're at a party, find a bottle of Pinogriggio, secretly blow a load into it, and watch in enjoyment when all of the drunk guests consume it. You then find one of them after, invite them to the "pants party", and slap them in the face with a nice slab of muzzarel, constantly hiding your identity with a godfather-like suit and mask.
Vito Benito Corleone pulled a Bonjourno at Don Nini's cocktail party the other night, and boy did he feel Italiano!
Standard retail greeting on the island of Montreal designed to cater to the bilingual consumer market, and visitors to the city at large; a portmanteau of Bonjour and Hi.
In 2017, Quebec legislators wasted tax payers money when they decided this was worthy of debate and regulation against, despite the multitude of more important things facing the province as a whole.
Term used to describe someone who is a mix of both rural (country) and urban (metropolitan) lifestyles/upbringings. He/she is typically equally comfortable in both settings and is able to seamlessly slip back and forth between the two, appreciating the characteristics of each.
That ol' gal of mine drives the 12 lane freeway during the week and a John Deere on the weekends. She likes opra and the Grand Ol' Opry. I love them countrypolitan women.
A bath consisting of a variety of slats, oils, soaps or any other added ingredients such as fruits, milks, herbs or any other spices for health or beautifying benifits.
She brought home alot of stuff and took it to the bathroom. She must be taking a witch bath.
While our lifespan is the number of years we will live, our healthspan is the number of healthy years we will have and our sexspan is is the number of years we will continue to be healthy enough to continue having an active sex life.
A lighthearted reaction upon receiving disappointing news of some sort. Usually something that isn't a particularly a big deal, esp. when it primarily affects someone else - sort of a mild schadenfreude. Sometimes doubled or tripled, and possibly said in a sing-songy voice for added comedic effect to imitate a muted trumpet, which is how the meme originated.
You didn't get any napkins with your takeout pork fried rice? Womp womp.