Yesterday during free time I saw my youngest, cutest russian student holding a tube of Pringles outside the hotel.
I went up to him and said, “Hey Vlad, gimme a high five.”
After we slapped hands he looked at me for a moment and said in his heavy Russian accent, “Wood you like a chip?”
“Yeah, I would. Thanks.”
Then, as he offered the tube to me, he thought for a second more and said, “You may have five.”