Intelligent Cross-Nationality Conversation

Tonight at the pub, at a table with one other American, three Belgians, a German, and a Pole, we were having a discussion about how we describe, in our own languages, the various sounds that roosters make (just go with it). You should have seen the look on one of the Belgian's faces when we told him that the rooster goes "cock-a-doodle-doo." I don't think I've laughed so hard in quite a long time. You really had to be there, but this is my blog, so don't complain.