More problems being normal

Over the weekend, I went to Loch Lomond ("I'll take the high road, and you take the low road....in Loch LOooooooomand!")It's one of the largest lakes (lochs) in the British Isles and sits at the border between the lowlands and the highlands. On our way there we stopped at a wool mill where there was man chasing miniature horses around in a pasture. The horses chased the sheep and at first I thought is was some funny spin on Babe. So, to be funny in front of the large group of watching tourists, I said, "what are they? ha ha...Sheep herding horses?" The man said, "Actually, they were historically bred for pulling carts." ......
Later that day I went to a French party where most of the people were French and there was French food and drinks. In another attempt to be funny, and to salvage an extremely boring conversation with a Frenchman, I imitated my French roommate's thick French accent. It did not go over well, but it did allow me freedom from my failing conversation.