A massive penis

So we went to an ERASMUS party last night. I had a bit of trouble arriving (as per) as the trams weren't running from my stop (probably on strike (as per)). This resulted in me having to walk about a mile into town, which turns out to be a cheeky case of serendipity as I met two French girls and walked and talked (French) with them all the way into town. The one gave me her number and said we should "prendre une verre". It was good practise for my night ahead. I arrived, albeit late (as per) and didn't manage to get a drink as the queue was massive. This declaration was amusing to the group of French people we were talking to as "queue" is pronounced the same as the French word for "penis". So us British girls gasping in shock exclaiming "oh my god you should see how big the queue is over there" didn't do us many favours regarding keeping up appearances.  In return, we explained to them why the tramstop "Vincent Saint Gache" was funny for us. However I warned them not to ever ever use that word as it's "tres tres vulgeur". Kévin decided to tell all these French people the "tres tres vulgeur" phrase I had taught him a few weeks ago (I blame my brother) whilst pointing at me as I hung my head in shame. It was a fun night and was great to speak French (albeit new vulgar words). I stayed at Jesses and we watched Sex and the City, where Carrie moves to Paris and misses the way things were at home... we continued to watch the final episode in the morning resulting in us absolutely blubbing our hearts out. I was not prepared for Sex and the City to be emotional, i'll tell you that now, but Good God. I cried like a bloody baby.