Everyone was so confused in French class after we got back from winter break. Our teacher always talks at 90 miles an hour and we just sat there like, "What is this? We barely know how to speak English this morning."
The lawnmower one isn't funny. That happened to a good friend of mine when she was a little girl, and she's lived with prosthetic legs since then. So don't laugh at that, please because she is such a happy energetic girl that it would break my heart.