“…I unclog my nose in your direction, sons of a window-dresser! So, you think you could out-clever us French folk with your silly, knees-bent, running about, advancing behavior! I’ll wave my private parts at your aunties you… cheesy leather, second-hand, electric donkey bottom biters!”

I burst my pimples at you and call your door-opening request a silly ting! You… tiny-brained wipers of other people’s bottoms!"