This is an old joke (to me), but I haven't put it on the blog before, and here we are at J. I couldn't find the picture I wanted of me in a really nice yellow dress, but this one will do.
My name in French is Jeanne Jeune, Joan Young. So if I have a picture of me when I was young, that would be Jeune Jeanne Jeune. Now, all we have to do is put me in yellow, and we have Jeune Jeanne Jeune port Jaune (young Joan Young wears yellow).
Here you go, and you get another picture of Steve thrown in too.
Notice Steve's death grip on the zebra ears? He would NOT get off that ride. It's the free carousel at Holland, Michigan, and he must have ridden it for nearly an hour. Personally, I had lost some interest by that time...
Here's Vieux Jeanne Jeune port Jaune just a couple of years ago.
Oh, you want help with vieux? (shhhh... old)
I really did look for the picture of me in a yellow dress. Honest.
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