That was some TV cartoon thingy that we, Frenchies in Québec used to watch. But the thing that I did not like about it is that the song that you hear on the clip, well people kept singing it to me at school.
PS: Thanks to Jess who found this clip for me and made fun of me at 22 years old. By the way, unless you’re my dad, Marianne, my brother, Jason, my nephew, my cousin, uncle, aunt, grandparents, or one of the church members of my homechurch and were around when I was born, you are NOT allowed to call me Gabby.
Thanks for your understanding.
Oh, I’ve added a new page called BRAIN BREAKS. Mainly those are clips that I like or find interesting.
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hahaha..i remember that show…i now undersatnt why you hate being called gabby. tu as du te faire harceller souvent avec cette chanson..
But I can call you Gabby-elle!
can’t I?
YES! You may!
One that’s not aloud (aka: Corinne)
You noticed your name wasn’tin my list eh. I hope you don’t take it personally, but you never call me Gaby anyways and … It feels odd when you do.
Gabi elle is sweet.
Heehee, that’s so annoying! Bwahahaha!
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